Saturday, February 9, 2013
Growing up in Fort Lee, where did you and your friends use to take your Red Flexible Flyers?
Fort Lee is a town, unlike any other Bergen County town, bifurcated by a bridge. Not just any bridge--the George Washington Bridge. Growing up in Fort Lee, your geography was defined by whether you lived north of the bridge or south of the bridge. It also defined where you played, strayed and misbehaved. For a small town, there were enclaves of even smaller communities--Coytesville, The Hollow, Lower Main Street...and many more. And each had their own place to go sledding. Growing up in Coytesville, east of Lemoine, the place to sled was Interstate Park, behind Fort Lee High School, known by my generation as Sunny Park. Back then, (did I really just say back then?) Sunny Park had an ice skating rink that was guarded (trust me, guard is the…
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Serving Fort Lee and Englewood Cliffs breakfast and lunch for years.
As the only deli in Englewood Cliffs, Deli on the Cliffs has a corner on the sandwich market in the area north of Coytesville. Serving breakfast and lunch in the same location for many, many years, Deli on the Cliffs draws a crowd of loyal regulars from both Englewood Cliffs and Fort Lee. On any given day, you will find police officers, fire fighters and business people lined up at the counter placing their breakfast or lunch orders. The deli also does a vibrant business delivering lunch and breakfast orders to the area businesses. The deli, under the ownership of Kathy Sung, maintains the same quality of food and service that prevailed under the previous owners. Deli on the Cliffs offers all of the sandwiches you’d expect a deli to …
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Friday, August 31, 2012
The British are Coming to Fort Lee Again! But this time it is a welcome home of sorts.
- LOCAL CONNECTIONS
- Tom Meyers
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Friday, August 31, 2012
A recent Patch archive piece centered on the Coytesville section of Fort Lee, which sits in the northernmost section of the borough atop the Palisades. Not to be repetitive, but some visitors from across the pond this week make a follow-up story on Coytesville unavoidable. Call it, if you will, the third British invasion in Fort Lee’s storied history. Local history buffs are well aware that our very own Main Street served as General Washington’s retreat route, or as we call it, the "Retreat to Victory." Washington and his troops were encamped in Fort Lee in the summer and fall of 1776. Their huts were built in and around Monument Park; the park was once a pond, Parker’s Pond, and the soldiers drew water from it. Here, 2,000 of Washington’s…
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Coytesville, USA, is one of the sections of Fort Lee with its own unique historical identity.
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- Tom Meyers
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Saturday, August 18, 2012
From time to time this weekly archive piece has touched on the neighborhoods and distinct sections of Fort Lee. Our borough, incorporated in 1904 but named by General Washington in 1776, has a rich neighborhood history. Originally part of Ridgefield Township, Fort Lee includes sections that had, in a way, very separate identitie over the years. Take the West Fort Lee section, or as it was once called, Taylorville, or the Palisade section. Future columns will center on these two sections of our borough. The section I will highlight today is a result of a wonderful photo placed on facebook and sent to me by my friend and longtime Fort Lee resident Pete Bailis. Pete is a man of many interests, and he is not one to be afraid of heights, …
Friday, July 6, 2012
Coytesville's Fishin' Hole: Macfadden's Pond.
The summer heat wave brings memories of childhood in Fort Lee and the many ways we devised to beat the heat in the pre-air-conditioned houses of our youth. Growing up in the 60s and 70s in Fort Lee meant, in large measure, playing outdoors in the summer. Why? Well, we had no video games nor computers and such to keep us tethered to our rooms. But, more importantly, most of us working class kids of Fort Lee did not have air conditioners in our rooms, and in many cases in our homes. The section of town I grew up in, Coytesville, saw not only the kids outdoors but parents too. How many of you have memories of summer nights with your parents and neighbors sitting on the front stoop or in lawn chairs as they drank their gin & tonics? I …
Friday, February 3, 2012
Fort Lee lost records found and include information on Fort Lee born artist for The New Yorker magazine, George Price.
A few weeks ago, From the Archives piece, "The Dead Sea Scrolls of Fort Lee," was about how a missing 81-year-old Mayor and Council minutes book was found in a former mayor’s home prior to the house being razed. Well, one thing leads to another, and this past week, I was called over to the attic of the Fort Lee Senior Center by Fort Lee’s man about the borough, Tony Lione, who has worked for the borough for many years keeping all of its buildings clean and its parks in great shape, along with his crew. Lione heads the Fort Lee DPW, and he told me to get over to the Senior Center as they were cleaning out the attic and found a treasure trove of borough books, ledgers, tax rolls and maps dating back to at least the 1920s. As I warily …
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Thursday, June 16, 2011
When time moved slow and stickball ruled
This is the time of year when the summer sun shines its light upon our memory and casts shadows of those golden Fort Lee summers of our youth upon the screen of our monotonous present. When together, banded by friendship, we walked these streets, climbed the cliffs, fell in love. Those perfect summers when the toughest decision had nothing to do with which bill to pay first, but whether we were going to Hiram’s or Callahan’s. For me, it’s the summers of the 70s. For you, it may be the summer of the 60s, 50s, 40s or 30s. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that every summer of our youth called us forth and filled our empty days with endless possibility. In the end, what we’re left with is a string of bloated moments hemorrhaging meaning and …
Joni
12:36 pm on Saturday, February 23, 2013
We always went sledding in the Linwood Apt complex - I remember a few sledders hitting the garages - OUCH! If there was enough snow we would start in Linwood, go down the side of Grandview Place, across "hippie Hill" (the last house on Grandview located in Englewood) onto Westview Place and end near the Polise's house. Now that was a run!   more ›