Sgt...we are alumni of the same school!!!

My dad attempted to teach my mother how to drive in the vacant lanes east of the market where the farmers would pull up their trucks. That was her one and only lesson as she almost lost control of the car. She gave up the idea of driving.

The market was always a good place to shop for certain items. I remember it getting very crowded in the spring with homeowners picking up their gardening supplies.

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I was in my nappies in Flatbush in 1948 but the market is in Canarsie on Foster Avenue between E. 83rd and E. 87th Streets.

[Bright Star was on Center Market Street north of Foster, where East Flatbush and Canarsie come together. Neighborhood boundaries are subjective. To the photographers in 1948, this was Flatbush. - Dave]

East Flatbush ain't Flatbush neither. I know my neighborhood geographicals outta Holy Cross. Sister Mary Jean learned me.

Is long in the teeth! I expect the war years have taken quite a toll on it!

A few blocks from my high school (see John 1:46 for further). The markets were closed by two or three in the afternoon, a perfect place for my dad to teach me the fine art of driving a standard shift. Also where he picked up his fifty pound bags of potatoes, a staple for our family. There were still small farms in the area when I was a yute, long gone now.