Days of Yore
as recounted by

Bill Day


Skaters Loved the Pond
Bea Johnson, a slender, well built young man, who lived down on the Point, was renowned all over South Jersey for all over South Jersey for his beautiful ice skating. All the skaters would stop to watch him whenever he would go into his act down on Hopkins Pond.

Boys used to walk down the street with sticks rolling barrel hoops. This went out of style along with top spinning and marbles.

Kids walked to and from Westmont and Collingswood to get to the movies. The trolley fare thus saved bought those immense ice cream cones that a delicatessen store in Westmont sold for ten cents.

The Westmont theatre, when it first was opened, had fine vaudeville shows, and the Collingswood theatre had fine organ recitals.

Lee¹s tires with inner tubes to fit a model "A" Ford sold for six dollars a set.

Remember when family sized Hershey bars sold for fifteen cents or two for a quarter.

Harry Bond¹s meat wagon route served all the streets, and he was the Ellis Meat Market¹s only door to door competition. He, too, cut the meat on the tailgate of his horse drawn wagon.

Mr. Walter Dumphey, a dry goods store proprietor for years, with his business on the Main Street where Lillian Albus is now, was struck and killed by an auto while crossing the highway in front of the Indian King.

Time was when a nickel bought strips of scrap wood to build kits made with newspaper to be flown down at the Quaker Meeting yard on Friends Avenue. George Watson¹s carpenter shop opposite the Fire House on Haddon Avenue was the source of supply. If Harry felt generous that day, sometimes the nickel price was waived.

Remember the trolley cars coming to town with two attendants. There was a motorman in front turning the handle to run them, and there was a conductor in the rear who collected the fares.

The only way molasses was sold in Ben Fowler¹s store on the Main Street was from a big barrel that could be so sweetly smelled where it stood in the rear of the store. A customer¹s empty jug was filled with the syrup with a ladle that hung nearby.

Remember the days when a letter could be mailed first class for two cents, and when another two cents could buy a daily paper?

Once the town dump was on Grove Street between Hopkins Avenue and Lake Street. The low lying area surrounding the creek that run into Hopkins Pond was thus filled in up to the back of where Christ the King School is now. Homepage
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