I was over in Italy serving in the U.S. Army when this event occurred. In the intervening years, the park has gone from White City Park to Capital Park to Spring Lake Park, to Roebling Park.
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This photo looks like it was soo long ago, but it turns out my best friend, Johnny Roesch, and I visited this site maybe only two years after the image was taken. We climbed the the ornate stairway and had no idea as to the size of the park that used to be there.
On this first visit we ran into a group of local kids that viewed us as "intruders" on their turf. It was my first encounter with us against a large number of others. We did all right against them, but somebody could have gotten seriously hurt. I was amazing as to how kids behaved, back in the day. Not much different from today, I guess.
We adopted the lake and the swamps as a sort of "personal wilderness." We learned how to ice skate, play hockey, fish, hunt, trap and camp back in there, all the way from Duck Island and Sturgen Pond and the Dumps, all the way to Crosswicks Creek. We knew all the trails that Carney Rose used to walk his horses.
Our "gang" of Junior Four students attended the grand opening ceremonies of the Public Service generating plant on Duck Island while were were wearing hip boots on our way to go fishing further down river. Everybody else was in suit and tie. ;-)
I was over in Italy serving in the U.S. Army when this event occurred. In the intervening years, the park has gone from White City Park to Capital Park to Spring Lake Park, to Roebling Park.
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This photo looks like it was soo long ago, but it turns out my best friend, Johnny Roesch, and I visited this site maybe only two years after the image was taken. We climbed the the ornate stairway and had no idea as to the size of the park that used to be there.
On this first visit we ran into a group of local kids that viewed us as "intruders" on their turf. It was my first encounter with us against a large number of others. We did all right against them, but somebody could have gotten seriously hurt. I was amazing as to how kids behaved, back in the day. Not much different from today, I guess.
We adopted the lake and the swamps as a sort of "personal wilderness." We learned how to ice skate, play hockey, fish, hunt, trap and camp back in there, all the way from Duck Island and Sturgen Pond and the Dumps, all the way to Crosswicks Creek. We knew all the trails that Carney Rose used to walk his horses.
Our "gang" of Junior Four students attended the grand opening ceremonies of the Public Service generating plant on Duck Island while were were wearing hip boots on our way to go fishing further down river. Everybody else was in suit and tie. ;-)
WG Schultz
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