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Volume 1 Number 2
Every morning, at the Post Office, I run into a fellow
that graduated Bethpage High School. No matter where
I am, parking lot, entering Post Office or at the table
opening my mail I hear "Hey Hicksville". One
day a Postal Employee said to me, "What gives with
the Hicksville every time he sees you". I replied,
"We grew up in the same county and went to rival
high schools, and he only wishes he had gone to Hicksville".
There was something special about growing up in Hicksville.
Sure, we had our friends - our cliques if you will
However, when anyone made fun of where we came from
(The Hicks) we were loyal and protective of the name
and one another. Was it the era that we grew up in?
I think not. I think that spirit still prevails and
always will. From what I can glean from other emails
it is every generation that grew up there. It is the
pride we had in Hicksville, of the Town, our schools
and who we were and maybe the teasing from the other
towns made us even more so. Thanks to you special people
we are able to send this November Newsletter out. Your
contributions are greatly appreciated, as will your
input for future issues.
Please solve a mystery for Pat - What is now on the
site of the former Nicolai Street School? Again, many
thanks and hope you enjoy this issue. LPH
Another question from Pat: Who tore down my cousin Anne's
farm house at 577 Jerusalem Ave.?
From Our Readers
Travels with Tom
Anton Mure reports that the person who came the farthest
for the gala 2000 Hicksville Reunion was Loretta Tyler
Class of 1968. Loretta came in from Germany for the
(Thanks Anton, Ed.)
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Pat; I sent you two articles that were part of a series
in Newsday all year. The Keepers of The Past has a story
about Vanderbilt Parkway. Scroll down to Robert L. Miller
in that article and it is there.
For those of you that do not know; Linda is our own
'Lois Lane' and the links are: Recording
History (with a picture of a young Billy Joel) and
of the Past
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From Our Readers
My name is Lillian (Manzo) Ramirez and I graduated
from HHS in 1961. I now live in Arizona and keep
in touch with a few people from school, but not
too many. I live in Arizona for the past 20 years
and I plan on attending next years reunion. I don't
know how I can help but I'm yours if I can. Just
remember it is 3 hours earlier here on the west
coast. I felt awful about Holly and really enjoyed
getting all the news after not hearing from anyone
for so long. Life is short, you just don't know.
I also offered Mary O'Shaunessy help with the reunion.
She and I worked closely for the 10 year reunion,
I was living on Long Island then. Anyway, I look
forward to helping you in any way.
Did you know Jimmy or Carol Brady?
I know Carol was older then her brother Jimmy. You
might know them. I was a competitive roller skater
and I skated pairs with Jimmy for many years out
of Mineola Skating Rink (there is a parking lot
where the rink was now). I know Jimmy passed away
quite a while ago and he was married to another
skater I was friends with, Susie, who also passed
away. It might be fun trying to find Carol if you
It is fine if you use my letter to you. Instead
of the phone numbers why don't you put my e-mail
address in. I love hearing from old friends. Again,
tell me that you need whenever you need it.
Hicksville Newsletter wrote:
Good Morning Lillian,
Thank you so much. I would like to put your note
in the next newsletter under "FROM OUR READERS."
I will remove the telephone numbers unless you like
to receive phone calls!
I graduated with Holly's brother Charlie in 1956.
I sent a card to him but have not heard back. Everybody
is asking about Holly's death but I do not have
Pat Koziuk Driscoll
Ken Strafer, class of '62
Thank you for putting out a hand to keep the essence
of our "teen years" alive. For me, perhaps
like many, after graduation from high school in
the early 1960's , I have really not been back to
our "island of development".
I did sojourn back for the summers to attend Nassau
Community or work at Newsday, but to really become
a player in the island society, I did not. So your
links to those out there to me at least, is valuable.
I am attaching a photo taken recently flying some
antique aircraft in California (near Ventura).[Ed.
note could not display photo]
I always try and learn from people, and our formative
years, those at "Comet Central" are also
those I would like to one again meet. Perhaps laugh
with, above all share with our stories and lessons
that were gained once we left "Comet Central"
and joined the real world, what ever that was for
Only one person, Stephen Baum of Levittown, Pa has
kept in touch and we exchange letters annually,
I think this is very telling that what we gained
in that beige, off white, monolith to education
pursuit, was formative and created life long bonds.
We have stories of what we have done over the years
and in many far, very far off places, to travel
and say hello to each. This relationship began in
High School environment and has lasted and will
perhaps go on, God willing.
My sister-in-law also graduated form Hicksville
and she is the one who keeps me informed of the
"Buzz" from main street back in town.
While I live in Northern Virginia and have been
blessed with an opportunity to serve this nations
and hope once more to be asked to return and serve
again, I still enjoy hearing from those that shared
time with me in the past (Paul Bady came up and
said hello recently. Dan Kneiter also did likewise,
So keep those e-mails coming, YOU ALL!
Diane Giordano, class of '61
I love this idea. Can we talk about teachers, please,
please. Does anyone remember Mr. Leeb? I think I
spelled his name right. My mom worked for the school
district and he knew her. I was walking down the
school corridor with my h.s. sweetheart, who had
his arm linked in mine.
Mr. Leeb said, much to my humiliation, ''Diane,
what would your mother think if she knew this boy
had his hands all over you." Well, his hands
weren't all over me. I recall reading that he had
forged his doctorate to teach at Hofstra or Adelphi.
It made the newspaper. I was glad. He was a tough
guy and not too well liked.
Someone sent this to me today and it really reminded
me of growing up in
Hicksville. Though you might want to share it with
Vicky Penner Katz, class of '58
Close your eyes, And go back . . .
Before the Internet or the MAC,
Before semiautomatics and crack.
Before chronic and indo;
Before SEGA or Super Nintendo.
Way back. . .
I'm talking about hide and go seek at dusk.
Sitting on the porch, hot bread and butter.
Eating a 'super-dooper sandwich' (Dagwood)
Red light! Green light!
Chocolate milk. Lunch tickets.
Penny candy in a brown paper bag.
Hopscotch, butterscotch, doubledutch, Jacks, kickball,
Mother, May I?
Hula Hoops and Sunflower Seeds, Jaw breakers, blowpops,
Running through the sprinkler!
I can't get wet! All right; well, don't wet my hair.
The smell of the sun and licking salty lips....
Wait. . .
Catching lightening bugs in a jar.
Playing sling shot and Red Rover.
When around the corner seemed far away,
And going downtown seemed like going somewhere.
Bedtime, Climbing trees, a million mosquito bites
and sticky fingers,
Cops and Robbers, Cowboys and Indians, Sitting on
Jumping down the steps, Jumping on the bed. Pillow
Being tickled to death; Running till you were out
Laughing so hard that your stomach hurt!
Being tired from playing.... Remember that?
I ain't finished just yet . . .
What about the girl that had the big bubbly hand
Licking the beaters when your mother made a cake.
Didn't that feel good? Just to go back and say,
I remember that!
Remember when . . .
When there were two types of sneakers for girls
and boys (Keds & PF Flyers),and the only time
you wore them at school, was for "gym."
When nearly everyone's mom was at home when the
kids got there.
When nobody owned a purebred dog.
When a quarter was a decent allowance, and another
quarter a huge bonus.
When you'd reach into a muddy gutter for a penny.
When girls neither dated nor kissed until late high
school, if then.
When your mom wore nylons that came in two pieces.
When all of your male teachers wore neckties and
female teachers had their hair done, everyday.
When you got your windshield cleaned, oil checked,
and gas pumped, without asking, for free, every
And, you didn't pay for air. And, you got trading
stamps to boot!
When laundry detergent had free glasses, dishes
or towels hidden inside the box.
When any parent could discipline any kid, or feed
him or use him to carry groceries, and nobody, not
even the kid, thought a thing of it.
When it was considered a great privilege to be taken
out to dinner at a real restaurant with your parents.
When they threatened to keep kids back a grade if
they failed...and did!
When being sent to the principal's office was nothing
compared to the fate that awaited a misbehaving
student at home.
Basically, we were in fear for our lives but it
wasn't because of drive by shootings, drugs, gangs,
Disapproval of our parents and grandparents was
a much bigger threat!
If you can remember any of these things, I smile
Pass this on to people you care about, it will make
them smile too!
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The following excerpts are from several notes from
Caroline Kolff Van Oosterwyk Class of '66.
Her Grandfather Henry Rose had a farm on Newbridge
Road where the water tower is (corner of Stewart Ave
& Newbridge). She said there was a Carvel there
now. Her grandmother was a Krumanacker.
Do you remember the blacksmith shop on Old Country
Rd. before the Wantagh Parkway? My grandfather use to
take me and my brother Henry class of '65 there all
the time. That blacksmith shop is now in the Old Bethpage
restoration. The person who owned the blacksmith shop
was a man name Batt. I haven't remembered that blacksmith
shop in years. Do you remember the parades that went
down Old Country Rd. before they started going down
I remember my grandfather telling me that all the farmers
got together to dig the basement to the original St.
Ignatius School. You can tell where my grandfather's
farm was just look for the water tower on Newbridge
Rd where you turn to go to Dutch Lane School.
I lived on Genesee St. across Newbridge Rd from the
High School. I now live in Earlysville Virginia, near
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Travels with Tom
I'm back from Europe now. My trip was excellent. I saw
London, Brugge in Belgium, Paris France, Salzburg, Halstatt
and Kitzbuel in Austria, Venice, Florence, Cortona,
Orvieto, Rome, Civita De Bagnorigio in Italy, (now I
understand "Orvieto Classico" Wine). I ended
in Athens and some of the Greek Islands in Greece. (Aegina,
Poros and Hydra) I missed out on a cruise to Patmos
(St John and the Book of Revelations) because I was
afraid of not being able to get a boat back.
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