Park city = Bridgeport ct? if yes, where abouts? I grew up in the Hollow.
we did this once before. Maplewood (now Classical Studies), then Central high. west siders thru and thru since around President Lincoln times. soooooo, bicycle home turf as a kid was roughly stop and shop in fairdale, over to brooklawn cc, across to madison ave (boys club!), down to seaside park, back up to state street, then close the loop at micky d's. as a kid, black rock and the east side were too far away for regular routines (forget the 'north end,' that's where goofy blackham school kids lived. lol), except to play ball at wash park or the courts at pt. nanny goat park in the hollow was, ummm, different. every small neighborhood had some kind of 'gang' of mooks in grammar school, but we all got along well enuf in class, and saved the fighting for the football, or basketball, games. i don't think a fight ever happened in
beisbol, prolly cuz you can't throw an elbow in that game.
i regularly hit grand st to pick up one of the finest breads on this planet, at pombal's, right around the corner from Del Prete (sfogliatelle? hey! that's two 'best on planet' within a 100 yards or so). not their 'portuguese' rolls, which are also quite good, but their 'white' rolls, which are actually small loaves. as usual for me, the wheat version is, well, let's just say, no.
10 bucks a dozen, change ur life, garuntee. hehe, 'nanny goat park.' only in Bridgeport. sometimes we'd go fishing at Beardsley, and i remember a schoolmate saying something like 'so this must be what Vermont is like.' i also learned to keep my mouth shut at certain times back then, too. lol.
'“No outsider, including me, really understands it,” veteran Connecticut journalist Colin McEnroe
once said of Bridgeport.'
