My Grandparents lived down the road from the Pines. In the late 50's and early 60's my family would drive up from Brooklyn and go to High Holy Day services at the Pines. The services featured Cantor Moishe Oisher, the Pavarotti of cantors. He was backed by a huge choir, making the services feel like a grand Jewish opera. It was glorious.
Saywardstudio.. I thought the same thing when i first saw this pic, which is remarkable if your daughter thinks like a 31 year old adult, and just sad if it's the other way around.
This picture captures the essence of decay and loss. My favorite so far.
I first learned that sometimes when people walk away from a structure they leave furniture and records when I visited Goldfield Nevada in 1967. The Goldfield Hotel had closed in 1959 or thereabouts, and looking in the windows of the dining room, I saw the tables set for a meal but covered with dust. The grocery store had a calandar on the wall from the year of closing and the shelves were lined with canned goods. These artifacts added to the air of tragedy and dashed lives present in the abandoned buildings.
this place looks amazing..me and my buddies urban explore different places about once a week.I came across The Pines on your site about 3 days ago, and we deff. want to go there but we dont know were it is. If you have time can you email me at Reddbulllman@Aol.com and explain to me how far it is from Long island.Thanks
i used to work at this hotel like 10 years ago when it was actually open as a bell hop. i took swimming and tennis lessons here. i also worked at the Pines Golf Course for about 6 or 7 years. My family is actually good friends with the former owner of the hotel and golf course. i've also taken some scary walks through the abandoned hotel.
Technology at it's best !!!!!
Yeah DEAD Technology!