Talk:Old Greenwich, Connecticut

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I grew up here[edit]

I grew up in Old Greenwich, Connecticut, which is mentioned in association with Greenwich on your site. Old Greenwich was and is still a small town on the Long Island Sound. Our house, that had originally been the end of a trolley run, was nestled in the middle of Shore Rd, and was surrounded by a large hedge.

We lived across the street from the Long Island Sound, separated from it only by some land and a tudor style stable/house. Down the street was a private beach club called Rocky Point Beach Club, which had a salt water pool, fed by pipes from the Sound, itself. It was a private beach club that offered opportunities for training in diving, swimming and sailing. We swam and dove competitively around Connecticut and New York. The boats were small Moths, and larger Lightening and Starboats.

There were two churches called The First Congregational Church and St. Saviour's Episcopal Church. The elemetary school was called The Old Greenwich School. All of these places still exist.

A bedroom community of New York City, the town attracted many highly professional and talented people who founded the Connecticut Playmakers, a group that wrote and performed dramas and musicals. Each person contributed from the expertise create performances that would lift the spirits of people during the war time and after that. There is an excellent book about the group, as well as the town in the Greenwich Library.

It was the time of dime stores, icecream sodas that came from old fashioned spigots in old styled drug store, and an innocent time in our lives. There was not crime, no drugs, no kidnapping- we were outdoor children who rode bikes to school, played football, baseball, roller skated and had fun without adult supervision.

With the lovely home and the beautiful Maple and Oak trees, the town was cozy and homey. In the fall we burned piles of leaves, cooking potatoes and popping horsechestnuts in the browned piles of leaves.

Carolyn Colegrove has written three books of her memories of growing up there a bit earlier than myself.

Although it has become an expensive town to live in now, it still retains its charm. Sue Maxwell--—Preceding unsigned comment added by 24.10.178.241 (talk) 03:45, 11 April 2007(UTC)

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