by Diane Norek Harrison
ELIZABETH-More from Greg McGinty: “When the football season began, we ‘hoofed’ it to Williams Field on Route 1. We were granted grace time to walk the distance, get suited up, and be on the field by 3 p.m. If we were late, coaches would have us run two laps around the fields.
“Sometimes, after practice, some of us would stop on the way to have pizza at Spirito’s on Third Avenue, before walking home. When baseball season began, we would walk Broad Street and mount the No. 24 bus to Warinaco Park. Once off the bus, we would walk halfway through the park to get to the practice field. Quite often, I would be home before 7 p.m.
“Unlike my lifestyle in Elizabeth, which proved much faster and dynamic, my lifestyle in Mitchell was so very diverse. I spend my summers with my uncle in on his farm in Plankinton, S.D. I learned how to feed chickens, water the pigs and ride on his tractors. It was common for boys and girls at an early age to work on the farm.
“How little would I know a few years later, over 1,000 miles away, I would be entering a new life. Throughout my adolescent years, I was invariably running and walking somewhere in Elizabeth, N.J.”
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