Fond Memories

The Most Wonderful Roast Beef Sandwiches

I have some fond memories of Palisades Park from the late 40's and early 50's. My whole family would go there two or three times each summer. We lived in the Bronx, left early in the morning to go over to Jersey and pick up my aunt and uncle in West New York and then go to Palisades just in time for lunch. We'd go in and walk past the pool with the waves, almost to the back where the big ferris wheel with the cages was, near the scenic railway.

There was a place there that sold the most wonderful roast beef sandwiches and had home made root beer in big frosted mugs. After that, my uncle, who always wore a three piece suit and a hat even in 90 degree weather, would take me on the Whip, the only ride he would go on. My grandmother and her sister would play black jack with the ball toss. My mother would take me on the big carousel that had brass rings and one time we even caught one. My moms brother and his then girlfriend, now wife, would go on the Caterpillar and then the roller coaster.

It was the best day of the summer. And I cried when they tore it down.

Thanks.

Gail Nickerson