I love your stories about growing up in Farmbrook. I grew up in Stonybrook. John Fitch hold a lot of memories, that whole area does. We belonged to the pool, We went there every day all summer even took swim lessons there. It was a great time. Played softball one year there at those fields, which were mainly used for baseball, but they did have softball for a little while. It’s very sad to me to go by there now I don’t like driving past and seeing those houses, you can’t take our memories away, but it just feels so sad now.
Another well written piece evoking the times of our childhood . The irony of your elementary school now being over 55 housing! I was a student at St. Mark’s during that time and the Catholic kids whose schools were still under construction joined us in our classrooms. I had 104 students in my first grade class with one young nun as our teacher. We all survived the year and as the Levittown parish schools were built the numbers slowly dwindled to a more manageable 60 or so.
Fortune Lane here - '54-58. Started first grade at John Fitch in '55. Nothing but good memories from Levittown.
Charming and nostalgic. I’m enjoying the ironies you describe and the warm feelings of revisiting this era.
I’m struck by how easily most of us adapted to the huge changes that come with spending so much time out of our homes.
Thanks, Don. Still working on finding my feet with these.
I love your stories about growing up in Farmbrook. I grew up in Stonybrook. John Fitch hold a lot of memories, that whole area does. We belonged to the pool, We went there every day all summer even took swim lessons there. It was a great time. Played softball one year there at those fields, which were mainly used for baseball, but they did have softball for a little while. It’s very sad to me to go by there now I don’t like driving past and seeing those houses, you can’t take our memories away, but it just feels so sad now.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Susan. It is sad, but time marches on. I’m trying to preserve some of that history.
i was transferred to Fitch in third grade from Jefferson, one of the best things that happened to me as a child.
Another well written piece evoking the times of our childhood . The irony of your elementary school now being over 55 housing! I was a student at St. Mark’s during that time and the Catholic kids whose schools were still under construction joined us in our classrooms. I had 104 students in my first grade class with one young nun as our teacher. We all survived the year and as the Levittown parish schools were built the numbers slowly dwindled to a more manageable 60 or so.
104 students! Yipes! Those poor kids and poor nuns.