We’d like to share an experience we had way back in 1973.
I just happened to find these slides I took of the fire at our school, which was across the street from our home.
It was on a Saturday afternoon, & we got a phone call from my mother.
She said “the Brooklyn school is on fire”. We happened to be in our basement rec-room.
We went upstairs, & our house was full of smoke, it was a dreadful feeling.
We thought our house was also on fire.
There was debris flying over, & landing on our roof.
We could actually feel the heat coming through our front window.
I went outside, & was going to spray water on our roof, but there wasn’t any water pressure,
because the firemen were using it all on the fire.
So that’s all we could do was stand there, & watch.
We’ll never forget the sight, & sound of the upper walls crashing to the ground.
One of our Son’s was on his way home from college for a weekend visit.
When he got home he was shocked to see this happening.
The boys used to say that they wished the school would burn down, while they spent there elementary years there.
They didn’t feel that way after it actually happened.
They said it made them feel real sad.
I used to be on a 9th grade basketball team, & we used to practice after school.
That was in 1946
The school was never rebuilt, so now there’s a big empty space there, with trees popping up through the
empty blacktop playground.
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