How do you remember Phoenix? Stories from long time residents... (Presbyterian, advertising)

[desertskies]

Originally Posted by observer53

The legal name was Indian Trails Horse Country Club. I was a bit sloppy earlier.

Originally Posted by SluggoF16

I never knew the horse rental or stables name. I was referring to the golf course; we always called it Pima Country Club, after the Pima Inn on the west side of Pima Road (?)

As I mentioned, a trivial question, no points lost/gained.

[Barbarosa]

Originally Posted by dgsaz1950

Does anyone know who this person is: http://www.acmeron.com/puhs/little%2...%20phoenix.jpg

Thanks,
dgsaz

Guess this will be my first post.

Most likely Chalmers Hall. Moderator cut: snip

[geraldjo5]

Does anyone remember The Playland? I think it was across the street from J.J. Newberry's on Washington St.

[dgsaz1950]

Originally Posted by Barbarosa

Guess this will be my first post.

Most likely Chalmers Hall. Moderator cut: snip

That's who I thought it was. My father drove this car in (I believe) the South Mountain, Jerome and Mule Mountain Hill Climbs. He and Chalmers went on to build the Hall Scott Special. One of those two cars was sold to Curly Brayer.

Thanks for the confirmation.

dgsaz

[dgsaz1950]

Originally Posted by Barbarosa

Guess this will be my first post.

Most likely Chalmers Hall. Moderator cut: snip

That's who I thought it was. My father and Chalmers were friends and I believe my dad drove this car in
the Jerome Hill Climb, Mule Mountain, and South Mountain Hill Climbs. They went on to build the Hall-Scott Special.

I think one of those cars was later sold to Curly Brayer, who was another sports car racer in Phoenix in the 50's and 60's.

Thanks for the confirmation.

dgsaz

[jukebox47]

Originally Posted by geraldjo5

Does anyone remember The Playland? I think it was across the street from J.J. Newberry's on Washington St.

That was probably the Playland Penney Arcade. I always wanted to go in there but was always somewhat "chicken" as a little kid. They probably would have chased me out anyway! I think Roosevelt (member who posts some of these fantastic pictures with amazing knowledge) added a picture and we had some discussion in an earlier post.

Sure wish I had some of the machines from there. Do you have any memories from Playland?

How about the Busy Bee Cafe or something like that?

[jack swilling]

I remember the Busy Bee, but I can't recall just where it was. I actually was inside the Busy Bee one time in the late 60s or early 70s, but I was there only briefly and I can't picture it as well as I would like. We knew a family who had a member who lived in the area slightly north of downtown in one of the old houses which was a boarding house or rooming house, and who frequented the Busy Bee. The man lived apart from his family because he drank too much alcohol.

Ah, the penny arcades. I never had the fortitude to go downtown and actually enter one, and now I wish I had. A male youngster could build himself quite a reputation for tarrying in an arcade and letting it be known that he had done so. It would be said of him as he passed, He hangs out at the penny arcade; you know what I mean. And the girls and guys and dogs would stand in awe of him. He was on his way to being a legend in his own time. If a fellow could not have the reputation of having been incarcerated at Fort Grant, a reputation of having frequented a penny arcade would do nicely. As Henry Kissinger said, Power is the greatest aphrodisiac. A history of arcade visitations was as good as black motorcycle boots and the black leatherjacket with the white rabbit's foor on the zipper handle.

[roosevelt]

Originally Posted by jack swilling

I remember the Busy Bee, but I can't recall just where it was. I actually was inside the Busy Bee one time in the late 60s or early 70s, but I was there only briefly and I can't picture it as well as I would like. We knew a family who had a member who lived in the area slightly north of downtown in one of the old houses which was a boarding house or rooming house, and who frequented the Busy Bee. The man lived apart from his family because he drank too much alcohol.

Ah, the penny arcades. I never had the fortitude to go downtown and actually enter one, and now I wish I had. A male youngster could build himself quite a reputation for tarrying in an arcade and letting it be known that he had done so. It would be said of him as he passed, He hangs out at the penny arcade; you know what I mean. And the girls and guys and dogs would stand in awe of him. He was on his way to being a legend in his own time. If a fellow could not have the reputation of having been incarcerated at Fort Grant, a reputation of having frequented a penny arcade would do nicely. As Henry Kissinger said, Power is the greatest aphrodisiac. A history of arcade visitations was as good as black motorcycle boots and the black leatherjacket with the white rabbit's foor on the zipper handle.

The busy Bee was Greek family owned and next to the Rialto Theater near 1st Ave. and Washington. Their sign had a big bee on it.

Playland was at 25 E. Washington on the alley. There was a pool hall downstairs. The building was the former Donofrio's restaurant and the stained glass windows were still there when Playland put up their marquee.
I was busted by a truant officer for looking at the flip cards of a nude woman powdering herself. Good times for a 12 year old.

[jukebox47]

Originally Posted by jack swilling

I remember the Busy Bee, but I can't recall just where it was. I actually was inside the Busy Bee one time in the late 60s or early 70s, but I was there only briefly and I can't picture it as well as I would like. We knew a family who had a member who lived in the area slightly north of downtown in one of the old houses which was a boarding house or rooming house, and who frequented the Busy Bee. The man lived apart from his family because he drank too much alcohol.

Ah, the penny arcades. I never had the fortitude to go downtown and actually enter one, and now I wish I had. A male youngster could build himself quite a reputation for tarrying in an arcade and letting it be known that he had done so. It would be said of him as he passed, He hangs out at the penny arcade; you know what I mean. And the girls and guys and dogs would stand in awe of him. He was on his way to being a legend in his own time. If a fellow could not have the reputation of having been incarcerated at Fort Grant, a reputation of having frequented a penny arcade would do nicely. As Henry Kissinger said, Power is the greatest aphrodisiac. A history of arcade visitations was as good as black motorcycle boots and the black leatherjacket with the white rabbit's foor on the zipper handle.

Yes, I do remember the signs at the Busy Bee. I must have always like really neat signs and the bee was a great one. I would have liked to eat there (or any restaurant but lack of money always kept me out). The Playland was a scary place to me as a little kid. Even if I had the money I would not have went in there but it still fascinated me and I really wanted to. In high school working at the Rodeo Drive In Theatre gave me about enough excitement for a long time, but darn, it was fun!

[jack swilling]

Ah, Donofrio's Restaurant! My mama would take me to Donofrio's for spaghetti and meatballs when I was a nipper in the early 50s. I remember the starched, white tablecloths and the swanky plates and the silverware that seemed so heavy that it was a small effort to lift.

Was that the Donofrio family which was into ice cream? And I wonder what were the various locations of the Donofrio's Restaurants over the years? When did they stop service, if they did stop?

I'll bet a certain someone has a menu somewhere.