We too lived in Cobble Hill in the early '60s. We had friends who lived in Warren Mews (if those are the old factory houses)
We lived on Baltic Street and Henry Street and DH had a small shop on Warren. Before we were married he lived on Clinton Street.
Don't think it was called Cobble Hill in the '40s though Ay. . . my understanding was that as Cobble Hill started to get "gentrified" in the '60's someone who did not want to live in Red Hook, researched to find an older more classy name!
Don't think it was called Cobble Hill in the '40s though Ay. . . my understanding was that as Cobble Hill started to get "gentrified" in the '60's someone who did not want to live in Red Hook, researched to find an older more classy name!
You are absolutely correct, Emily. By the 60s, my parents were living on Long Island, and when they heard the name Cobble Hill, they said "What the heck." Both sides of my large extended family settled in that area right after the 1st w.orld w.ar.
You already know this Em, but Red Hook is now the most happening and trendiest areas of Brooklyn, home to artists, young hipsters from all over the world, tons of foodies,small business artisans and major league celebrities. If alive today, my parents would be gobsmacked to hear it.
I sure as heck wished we had bought our house on Baltic Street (four story w/basement brownstone) for the 16K we could have paid in 1963!
This clock came out of the basement in that house and our landlady gave it to us. It was painted with silver radiator paint and was an early restoration project for DH.
[QUOTE]Originally posted by lady of shallot: I sure as heck wished we had bought our house on Baltic Street (four story w/basement brownstone) for the 16K we could have paid in 1963!
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Don't get me started. For many years, my parents bickered like crazy over my Dad's reluctance to purchase his parent's brownstone on State St., right after they left for Florida in the early 50s. They offered the home for a pittance, but Dad was too chicken. Mom never let him forget it. Oh, well...