Nice site! I stumbled upon the site after seeing on Google Maps that Sandymount Elementary School is no longer Sandymount Elementary School and doing an Internet search to see what had happened. I moved to Hillcrest Heights in the early 1950s - in the apartments on 26th Avenue - just north of Iverson Street. I went to Hillcrest Heights Elementary School for my first two years. I recall a neighbor was the only one with a color TV. On warm days (and evenings) he'd put it in the ground floor window facing out, and we'd gather on the lawn and watch whatever shows were in color (I recall Perry Como, mostly). We moved to Marlow Heights in (I think) 1957. We were again on 26th Avenue - but it shortly changed to Sierra Place - just off Riviera Street. At that time the land between our house and St. Barnabas Road was a farm. There was a horse and a barn, where we would climb up into the rafters and jump down into a pile of hay - until the owner chased us away. My friends and I would pick lilacs when they bloomed and sell them to neighbors. The farm later became a Christmas tree farm - and still later became Oursman Chevrolet. The Marlow Heights Shopping Center had just opened. There were still borrow pits around and a favorite pastime was walking the entire length of a storm sewer that passed under the shopping center to a sand and gravel company yard. It was dark, cool and scary. Hard to believe that we could walk almost upright in a 48" sewer pipe. At that time I went to Sandymount Elementary School (1957 - 1961) and then to Benjamin Stoddert (1961 - 1964). We walked to school each day. Rainy days were a problem because we had to follow a muddy path through the woods and then cross a creek to get to school. When the creek rose we had to walk up and down the bank until we found a way across. I recall that the PE field was full of small rocks, which made it difficult to play any sports on. I also recall being in the locker room after gym class when the announcement came that President Kennedy had been shot. We climbed up onto the lockers to be near the speakers so we could hear the announcement. I went to Crossland High School from 1964 to 1967. I believe I was in the second graduating class. I think Crossland was a 'new design' school that didn't have windows - so it was difficult (at least, for me) to find my way around at first. It amazed me how much we (or at least, I) relied on seeing outside of buildings to keep track of where I was. I was an OK (but not great) student. I was a semi-Collegiate. I rode the bus the first year and a half - but then I got my driver's license and drove my yellow and white 1957 Chevrolet 210 to school. I remember when President Johnson came to dedicate the vocational wing of the school. My friends and I noticed men with rifles on the roof of the school as we drove up - so we knew something was up. Many good memories of that time - toboggining at Rosecroft, meeting at Jr. Hot Shoppes and then going to parties at friends' houses when their parents were away, football games, making homecoming floats. Lots of good times; lots of good friends