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It was a lovely place to grow up with the ocean breeze in the air all the time. The first Massapequa was on the very west end of town, bordering Seaford.
To the secretive author of Massapequa, how I miss thee, thank you. I lived there on top of my dad's deli until I was 6 years old.
As we returned to the house, their was a big sigh of relief from the neighbors, when Beau Beau jumped out of the car. I also remember trying to get the ring as you went around the carousel.
At the beach club, I was taken out by the undertow, and saved by a young couple on the beach. When I was little it was really scary as I had to lean so far over to reach the wooden arm that dispensed the rings.
I remember walking and biking all over the neighborhood. We biked to Birch Lane and played on the "merry-go-round." I loved Birch Lane. I am one of no doubt thousands of former employees of All American.
One of the counselors took me to the kitchen and we ate ice cream out of the carton. My grandfather died and we had to find a house with an apartment so my grandmother could live with us. From fourth grade until I graduated from high school I remained in the Shores. No longer did I have the connections to the people that were such good friends. I guess when you put it all together, I was very fortunate to have my three Massapequas because I have such fond memories of all of them. My children grew up in Virginia and I don't think their memories of childhood are rich as mine were. Does anyone remember the pictures on the wall of the Miss Reingold girls. The owner was of course a Massapequa native and reported that at least five times every week someone new would recognize the bags and All American stories would be shared. I will always be proud of Massapequa and miss it very much (but don't miss the snow). I miss the food, All American hamburgers, the local pizza and Chinese restaurants, the ice cream shop on Broadway near the train tracks... My friend and I lied about our height so we could stand next to each other in Mixed Chorus, Girls Choir and Acapella Choir. I laughed every time someone would ask for a tissue. Then we all got together to unload the trucks when they came in. Monkey Mountain, at the zoo, was the highlight of any visit.