I remember my dad would take me with him on long walks after dinner in the summertime. My mom would stay home and take care of my baby sister. Being only three or four at the time, I usually had to be carried most of the way. We'd start out near 54th Ave and Junction Blvd. (where our small, second floor apartment was) and sometimes walk all the way to the big Gas Tanks on 57th Ave near the expressway. Other times, we'd walk over to see Kolsman, the big avionics factory where my dad worked. And, sometimes we'd take a shorter walk down 94 Street, across Corona Ave and over the footbridge behind the Durkee factory. We'd stand on the footbridge, wait for a train, and then my dad would hold me up in the air and tell me to wave to the train -- the train operator always blew the whistle for me when we did that! I also remember that there were lots of small wild roses growing along the railroad fence back there - I would pick a bunch of them, stuff them in my pockets, and bring them back home for my mom. Almost 60 years later I still have these nice memories. Thanks for posting that photo of the Durkee Bridge!!
Elmhurst was first known as Middleburgh, and later as Hastings, when it was established in 1652. Colonists began to refer to Hastings as “new town” in order to distinguish it from Queen’s first and abandoned settlement of Maspeth (established in 1642, abandoned in 1644). In 1683, the name Newtown was officially given to the village and township. In 1896 Cord Meyer jr. successfully rallied to change the town’s name to Elmhurst (meaning “a grove of elms”) in an effort to disassociate his development from the notoriously polluted Newtown Creek.
Recollections/photos of the Knickerbocker / Elmhurst Coal and Ice Company
A photo of the Golden Hour Diner
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Do you have old photos of Elmhurst to share? Send a copy to OldElmhurstNY@hotmail.com and I'll put them up. Fond memories of 11373? I'll post them too.
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I remember my dad would take me with him on long walks after dinner in the summertime. My mom would stay home and take care of my baby sister. Being only three or four at the time, I usually had to be carried most of the way. We'd start out near 54th Ave and Junction Blvd. (where our small, second floor apartment was) and sometimes walk all the way to the big Gas Tanks on 57th Ave near the expressway. Other times, we'd walk over to see Kolsman, the big avionics factory where my dad worked. And, sometimes we'd take a shorter walk down 94 Street, across Corona Ave and over the footbridge behind the Durkee factory. We'd stand on the footbridge, wait for a train, and then my dad would hold me up in the air and tell me to wave to the train -- the train operator always blew the whistle for me when we did that! I also remember that there were lots of small wild roses growing along the railroad fence back there - I would pick a bunch of them, stuff them in my pockets, and bring them back home for my mom.
Almost 60 years later I still have these nice memories. Thanks for posting that photo of the Durkee Bridge!!
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