June 11, 2015
KEN PLASS - CLASS OF 1960
Posted by Frank Barning at 9:01 AM
Class of 1960 guys who were in a club ..
Mike Newton, Jimmy Healy (on shoulders), Tommy Baker (President), Kenny Ganim (Vice President), Pete Cybriwsky, Richie Lohman (on shoulders), and Artie Dorrmann.
Posted by Frank Barning at 8:42 AM
December 5, 2014
March 25, 2013
click on cartoon to enlargeHere's recent Zippy strip in my series called "Random Memories". It all takes place in Levittown, in my home at 47 Red Maple Drive North. Ed Emshwiller, well-known sci-fi illustrator and filmmaker, lived next door--the incident is true.
March 22, 2013
ZIPPY THE PINHEAD
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Thanks to Bill Griffith for permission to use his "Tower of Power" strip. He is a 1962 graduate of McArthur High School in Levittown and is famous for his Zippy The Pinhead strips.
Bill Griffith's website is:
March 11, 2013
Levittown Boy Scout learned many lessons about religion more than 55
Also learned was how we are all interwoven to each other no matter how we worship
By DAMON SOLOMON
What a beautiful story Kathy Stahlman Zinn told about Levittown and St. Bernard’s Church earlier this month in this blog.
I, too, used to go to St. Bernard’s Catholic Church. Quite a few of Boy Scout troop 160's meetings were there. I often walked there from Elm Tree Lane, which was near the North Village Green. I had many happy memories there but it was also the home to one of the saddest moments of my life, as well.
Our beloved Scoutmaster, Mr. Carroll, was suddenly been struck down with what I now believe was a heart attack. He and his son Wesley, who was older than I, but a good friend, always made this Jewish kid from the lower east side of Manhattan feel welcome as a true brother in scouting. They both took me under their wings and made that time of my life most memorable. But I digress.
The sadness came when the funeral for our Scout Master was held at St. Bernard’s, and our whole troop was in attendance. Not only was this my first funeral but it also was the first time I attended a Roman Catholic Mass. I cautiously entered the vestibule of the church and tried to blend in with my troop as closely as possible.
I entered the pew and turned my attention to the altar where the congregation was transfixed. My first view was the massive image of Christ behind the altar. Then came my first experience with death and its many rituals.
The coffin was open and there lay our Scoutmaster, poor Mr. Carroll. Shock raced through me like a bolt of electricity. Now the Mass began. At that time virtually everything was in Latin and I was having enough trouble with English and learning Hebrew at our local temple. I knelt and genuflected as best as a beginner could and soon it was over.
Now came one of the hardest things I ever had to do in my short life. Members of our troop all rose and slowly marched past our beloved Scoutmaster in a final farewell.
That day I learned many lessons about religion, life, death and the value of friendship. I also learned how we are all interwoven to each other no matter how we worship. Like Kathy, I too remember St. Bernard’s Catholic Church and the many lessons about life that it taught me.
___Damon Solomon is a 1960 graduate of Division Avenue High School and a Hofstra University alumnus. He lives in Florida.