1,916 Comments for The Pines Hotel

I remember kissing a girl in this stairwell.
I spent many of summer at the teen camp.

Hee hee hee!!! "Butt ugly" is one of my all-time favorite phrases! 8`-)

First of all the architecture of the PINES is hideous. Its butt ugly and no wonder why it died. Are you serious?

I worked at the pines from 1984 until closing,
my e-mail address is stvweiss@hotmail.com
If you worked there or was a past guest that remembered me feel free to e-mail

That used to be my phone at the activities desk in the south lobby. I worked there from 1984 till it closed.

Do all the young people know what the name of that movie means these days? "Punch M for Murder" doesn't have quite the same "ring" to it, does it? ;-)

I think I saw Ton Jones here!!! Just kidding... looks like that lounge though.

Nice textures.

That's a chilling shot.

Dial M for Murder...

Wow! I spent many hours performing on that stage in the early '90's! I was part of an extremly tacky night club act consisting of 5 guy singers and an evil band leader. who accompanied us on the accordian. We wore mauve tuxedos and beige yarmulkes (sp?) and none of us were Jewish. Oh, what we had to do to get by in "show biz". The lead singer, believe it or not, is now a relatively well-known opera singer though I must confess none of the other guys liked him. He tried to kill me once when I said "F*** you" under my breath during a show. Then he threw a beer bottle at my head off stage. Oh, Cangelosi, you dolt!

I remember every night of the week had a theme for dinner. Wednesday was always "New Year's Eve" complete with a balloon drop. I also remember that when you ordered the chicken the servers would always inquire "top or bottom" (white or dark meat). Always got a little chuckle out of that.

I performed at The Pines on many occasssions in the early '90's as part of a singing act called "Winged Victory Singers" led by the imfamous Joe Baris. The Pines, like so many of the old resorts in the area, was like a huge, decaying dinosaur in the mountains. There was always a musty smell throughout the resort. A sure sign the end would soon be near. Strangely sorry to see it has finally fallen.

My father used to play poker at a table at the far left end of this room. The game usually began right after breakfast, and would continue all day long until dinnertime. Stakes were high (as db said). My dad's game was dollar, two and four. You could win or lose a couple hundred in a day. Rumor was that the hotel management paid the South Fallsburg police to look the ot her way, as gambling was illegal.

The box on the far wall, near the entrance, is where departing guests could drop their room keys if they had neglected to leave them at the checkout desk.