I feel blessed to have found this site, especially Market Street. I was taken there many times back in the late 50s, early 60s. A man named Lawrence was a plant worker, and met Betty Ann, a switchboard opperator in the office. They were married in 53 and I was born in 55. Talk about shaking up the memory banks. My siblings,and I called the place 'The Noisies' It was HOT,and LOUD. Dad would give us the 'GRAND TOUR'. Thanks for the memories Mr. Motts
Sandy I feel the same way, ever read David mortin poem theres a memorey stays upon old ships.
I worked on Tug Boat Beaver for Captian Connie V. Esmark an old school german who owned the Tug Beaver (Cove Towing Company)
Connie I founf out later tru another fellow who visited this site said Esmark worked with his Dad out of Texas ( hite Sands dreging company.
Till this day still searching for info on Connie and the Beaver.
Connie died I think in acording to death records I came by.
If these old ships could only talk, the storys would fill the oceans.
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I worked in Staten Island at old bethleham steelyard on tug boat Beaver, Capt Connie V Esmark òf Cove Towing was my captain, I was a kid in 67 when worknig for Connie.
Connie went to hospital sick and I stayed with the Beaver tug. while no
work dock company gave me job taking old ferrys apart and burning remains in old boilers from feery.
I unloaded life jackets off one and sold them to John Kennel of kens landing in point pleasant nj for 25 cents each big money then for me.
if that old Bethleham ship yard could only talk you would all be blown away what went on behind those walls.
Memorys my god!!!
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Thanks so much for another wonderful gallery Mr. Motts. I'm looking forward to the next one. As John Galt says, it is lucky that this location has not been vandalized or tagged with grafitti too much.