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1939. "New York, New York. Corner of First Avenue and East 62nd Street." Current location of the Ritz Diner. Photo by Sheldon Dick. View full size.
Alonzo, you have a narrative talent! "I can get cabbage at home ... I married her ... Haven't been to the place since."! A love story in fifty words! Thanks!
The dates for both movies are from last summer (summer of 1938). Good thing the "cooling plant" was "now in operation"! Or, you could cool off in the salt water pool across the Hudson, or take a day cruise up it to Bear Mountain.
Appears to be a 1938 DeSoto, from what I can discern from internet photos. At first I thought, Dodge, but the bumper guards are larger than Dodge, and the hood side trim is different. That Model A is a 1930. You can tell, because the splash pan above the running board is built in 2 pieces. The '35 Ford is beautiful.
When dining out, I avoid restaurants where the word "food" is in quotation marks. The specials today are "steak" and "chicken."
Below is the same view from April of 2010.
Spent some fun times as a teenager in Northern NJ at Palisades Park!
I think that is a Model A in the middle and it is in great shape for an 8 or 9 year old car in that era!
I'll always remember the radio jingle for Palisades Amusement Park:
Skip the bother and skip the fuss
(Beep, Beep)
Take a Public Service bus
Public Service sure is great
Takes you right up to the gate!
sedan delivery on the right. It's a rare car you will never see at car shows today.
But even then, Palisades Park was the bees' knees.
Good film, really good book by Lloyd C. Douglas, author of "The Robe", "Magnificent Obsession", and other great potboilers. Worth a look.
OK, so I take her to this place. Perfectly good place, y'know. Coffee is five cents, you can get a soda and a decent sandwich. And she says to me, "Lonnie, this is what you meant by the Elite? I can get cabbage at home! Where I am gonna go. And don't bother taking me, neither. I can wash my hair by myself. For the rest of my life, as far as you're concerned."
So I tells the owner. This isn't no good. You got me in Dutch with the girl, and I really liked her. And he says, don't worry none. "We're gonna make some changes. Next time you bring her -- well, it's gonna be the Ritz. And you can bring her any time of day you want."
So she gets over her mad. It took maybe two years. And just before I goes off, because I was drafted, I says, I'm takin you to the Ritz.
Well, I did. I married her. Haven't been to the place since.
Elite yesterday, the Ritz today. Methinks it'll be the "Magnificent Most Excellent Diner" tomorrow.
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