Where did you party when you were a kid?

[Greenguy]

I know this is a stupid thread, but I got to thinking yesterday about all the places that we partied at when we were kids & the odd names that they had - like:

Strawberry Hill - named because the guy that found it smelled strawberries even though there were none growing anywhere near it

The Log - there was a BIG fallen tree there - have to be 30 feet long & 3 feet thick

The B & O - named because of it's location to a B & O marked train bridge

The War Pig - named because of the "WAR PIGS" graffiti that was painted on the train bridge

The Viaduct - named because it was a viaduct

The Dumps - I think it was named because people used to dump garbage near there

So where did you party?

PS - the last time I went to visit Jim, I did party at his son's nice creation that was named "Beer Camp"

[MrMaryLou]

MMM so many moons ago the only place I can remember The Trussels a old RR Bridge over a creek damn I am old

[Jim]

We still own beer camp. I am thinking of giving it to both sons for a Christmas present just for the hell of it.

We only had road names that kids still go to
Mortz Road
Casey Road
Rock Hill Road
Oh yeah...we had the Loggers Trail and the Water Towers

[Greenguy]

Originally Posted by MrMaryLou

...the only place I can remember The Trussels a old RR Bridge over a creek damn I am old

We had one of those as well, but the more I think about it, that, the B & O and The War Pig might have been the same place or a couple 100 yards away from each other.

[Licker4U]

The Red Barn, in Mississippi just across the Alabama state line. I think the drinking age in MS at the time was 18...fake ID's always worked.

The Elbow Room in Fairhope. Set up by church folk to keep us out of trouble. Flasks always sneaked in.

No name, just a cow pasture outside of town where we could try and drink a 6-pack between 8:00 p.m. and midnight without puking...ahhh, those were the days.

[SirMoby]

The Corner - more of a place to meet before going somewhere else centrally located with enough concrete to sit on

The Tracks - A bridge that supported train tracks

The Spot - Not very creative name but it was a hidden dead end that was dark and lead to a field

The Log - I guess every place had one of these

The Monument - There was a bunch of busted concrete in the woods

The Rocks - A bunch of boulders in a park

The Small Rocks - About 3 boulders at the other end of the park. Used when you were avoiding someone that might be at the rocks

[sue-fl]

The hill here just a big hill in a small town in Maine. When you climbed to the top it was flat and we all hung out there! Getting down was always good for a laugh! Many a nights I just rolled down the hill! Great question it brings back nice memories

[RedCherry]

Hogback Hills - It was a place by my home town in MI that had a lot of small bumps (like hogbacks) that people would go out and ride bikes (no atvs back then) and neck at night and "watch the submarine races" on the lake, lol.

[Ramster]

Hmmm, I'll have to think for this one.

In High School:
"The Lake": obviously a lake & close to the high school.

"Dresdon Row": a street in the city that had a liquor store on it that we always bought booze at (usually the big bottles of REAL cheap wine) before going to see a concert.

"AJ": The name of the junior high school close to home

A Bar (I forget the name, our house or something like that): It was a downtown bar that seemed to not ID us 17 and 18 years old. That and Angie's, that place was great.

In College:
The Frat: Some friends were members at a Frat House...those were the days. (and of course every bar in town)

Man I need to detox just thinking of the college days. Best 8 years of my life...

...Ok so college was only 4 years but we kept the trend going for a few more years.

[mr.sexbankroll]

Victory: An after-hours that was just out of Victory Square in Vancouer..

The World: A gay after-hours, but it had basically everyone you could possibly imagine in regards to race, sexuality, and religon. A great place..

And a bunch of other stupid bars that the names really don't matter

R

[HC-Majick]

Barnes Hill - a dirt road in the woods, on top of a hill, in the middle of nowhere. could see cars coming up the hill, gave plenty of time to exit the scene...

Kahler road - a big pond near the local airport. we'd always get busted because the pilots would see the bonfire (and claim it interfered with their seeing the runway lights) during their approach and the airport would call the cops.

The Pipeline - a creek right off a natural gas pipeline...great for partying because there was only one way for cop cars to get in, but 100 ways to get out on foot...lol

[virgohippy]

The Shack
There used to be this great little surf shack on a secluded, stony beach. It was a great place to meet "interesting" people.

Red Rock Park
Some dirt paths, no pavement, no powerlines, lots of old hippies and a bunch of wildlife, only a few miles from the beach. A great place to "experience" nature southern California style. The park rangers are cool people too.

That Cow Place
A friend and I drove up along a high mountain road to greet the sun (my idea) and wish it a pleasant morning since we stayed up the whole night anyway. It was dark when we showed up. We fell asleep on the hood of the car. When I woke up, the sky was starting to get bright, and there were cows everywhere, just munching grass, looking at us funny. It's a great sunrise/sunset place, and the cows wander through there like clockwork. Nice and humbling.

Venice Beach
A hippie and counter-culture haven for those in the know, and those who like to pretend they're in the know. A lot of interesting folk go there to pretend they're productive members of society and do business with the normies.

The Freak's Bedroom
This is a more recent hang-out. I'm sure you know how this one works.

[Linkster]

I dont think we had any special names for the party spots

Fort Reno Park - it was across the street from the high school and had lots of great wooded areas as well as a bandstage for weekend free concerts
American Univ bandstand- free concerts every weekend from people like Grateful Dead, Procul Harem, Chuck Berry, Bo Diddly, James Taylor etc etc
Georgetown - basically you could party anywhere on the street as long as you shared with the cops - M St and Wisconsin Ave were the best - the head shops and poster stores were everywhere
George Washington Univ - another great party for free bands - Hendrix, Amboy Dukes (Ted Nugent) etc
Washington Monument - bandstand where Beach Boys played every 4th of July way back - it was also deemed national smoke-in day so plenty of "free-partying" for that weekend every year

[Simon]

I know I'll think of others once I post these, but let's see...

The Lot - a vacant lot where we played war as kids, throwing bottles and rocks for grenades, and using slingshots and bb guns. No one lost an eye, and there were few of the "I shot you!" "You missed!" discussions. (Think of it as an early form of paintball)

The Bunk - a 3-room bunkhouse built behind someone's garage out of a wide variety of quality construction materials originally intended for the apartments being constructed where The Lot used to be. We were older by then, and we needed a place to play our indoor games anyway, but we were a little pissed.

Hilltop - a meeting spot so called 'cause it was the name of the bus stop at the top of the hill. The drivers always loudly called out "Hilltop" when they came to a stop there. Also where the house I grew up in was located.

The Deaf School - actually The Philadelphia School for the Deaf, and it was the answer to "where did you go to watch the fireworks?"

(Down by) The EL - a meeting spot at the closest point to the elevated subway line.

The Main Line - where the rich girls lived; the answer to "where were you last weekend?"

(Down) The Shore - the Jersey beaches (we had names for places down there too).

The Rec - this was the Jardel Recreation Center, which had dances on weekends (that often ended with fights at the bus stops outside later)

Front Street - so called 'cause it was the actual name of the street, but to us it was the local drag strip, with everything from kids with their dads' cars to fuel funny cars and rails showing up late at night.

Okay, enough for now.

[docholly]

talk about a creep down memory lane:

The Frog Lodge: a 3 story green house (the frog part) in the east village where a bunch of kids from Henry street settlement and their parents lived. I think it's now the Hell's angels HQ in Manhattan.

Fulton Fish Market before 230am: from like 9p-230am it was totally deserted but had these huge loading docks under the FDR where we could sit and drink. There was an "old man's bar" across from it that would give us 6 packs 2-go for a tit flash.

China Bowl: 46th and 7th Ave.. "the" place to hang with the drag queens who were oh so happy to have a young female along for the ride.

Carl's around the corner: a little dive bar that was literally around the corner on a residential street. if you knocked on the door and if you were "known" you got in.

Cover's Basement: Every saturday night 5.00 cover charge and all the red stripe and jungle juice you could drink along with pulsing reggae beats and shoulder to shoulder dance floor in the basement of Sedley Cover's house off of Nostrand Ave in Brooklyn.

[Mateusz]

hey... I'm still partying every two days
dont have any specific names besides clubs names
V.I.P,
Nitro
FreeWay
and more :]

[ponygirl]

lol yes, memories...

There's a seminary here that has a large wooded area behind it that the river runs through, you had to go down a bike trail to get there and it was pretty secluded. Hard to get out of when you were drunk tho We partied there a lot when I was *ahem* younger, the cops would usually make an appearance every couple of three times

also 'Pill Hill' up by one of the hospitals was a cool place to hang out and drink or indulge

damn, my kids are getting almost old enough to do this stuff, I shudder to think of the crap we got into. Hopefully they will not follow in mom's footsteps, but I guess I turned out ok hehe

[T Pat]

Thanks for the trip down memory lane
Pine Mountain
The River
Corblie’s (different spot on the same river, Corblie’s dead)
Filliponi’s (different spot on the same river, Filliponi’s bald)
The Creek (unlike The River, The Creek had water year round)
The Grade (You could see the whole county from there, even where Preacher lives)
Pirates Cove (it was just turning into a nude beach back then)
Four Corners was where most of our parties started it was out in the middle of nowhere, it’s the place that James Dean ran the stop sign and was killed. There was a little mom and pop store there and if you were old enough to open the door they would gladly sell you beer.

Originally Posted by virgohippy

Venice Beach
A hippie and counter-culture haven for those in the know, and those who like to pretend they're in the know. A lot of interesting folk go there to pretend they're productive members of society and do business with the normies.

Hippy I have a Venice Beach story for ya.
In my late twenties I broke my neck, did a good job spent a total of nine and a half months in the hospital with a three month hospital break after six months. So after a year plus the Doctor’s and Therapist’s figured I was about as good as I was going to get and finale agreed to let me out of the hospital for good. I felt like a fucking freak, my left arm didn’t work, to walk I had to strap a brace on to keep my left leg locked and use a crutch. I was completely numb except for the left side of my torso and I would turn into a human vibrator over a cold breeze or a trauma to my body like falling, which I did a lot and believe me it was a bitch getting up
The only place I could think of where a freak like me could live and blend in was Venice Beach, my son and I lived in a cottage four blocks from the beach for two years. The kid calls the time “the endless summer” at first it was hell, the kid was like four and a half and wanted to go to the beach and play with all the hippy kids (children of Venice Beach residents) constantly, the ten minute walk would take like an hour, if I didn’t take a tumble. Being constantly forced to go to the beach was excellent therapy, within a year I could walk and use my left arm again and the kid and I both had ponytails.
The last year we lived in Venice Beach I had a wind chime stand on the boardwalk. every morning we would dig a giant hole with the help of every kid around in front of my stand, then when the tide came up every kid that came by would throw a fit if they couldn’t go help fight the tide (leaving their parents standing in front of my stand, to sell wind chimes to), after spending countless hours chasing the kid and his boogie board he learned to handle the ocean and surf well enough for me not to be a nervous wreck if I wasn’t in the water with him, countless hours of laying on the grass listening to the reggae music, our nightly pilgrimage to the end of the peer to watch the sunset.
Venice Beach good memories

[SheepGuy]

The Oil Factory
Named after some gnomes who cooked up very high quality hash oil there. A great spot, close to the beer store, close to home, but buried in the woods. My stepson and I grabbed a case of beer and headed out there a couple of years ago, much smaller than it used to be, bastards built apartment buildings on most of it. But the cliff I jumped off of to avoid arrest once was still there. When the cops had us all surrounded that was the only exit and I was drunk enough that it didn't hurt until the next day
Got lucky for the first second and third time there. Great memories!

[Yell]

Wow good one GG

1 - The Mud Hole
because it was a mud hole.
Patty would allways blow all the guys about fifteen of us

2 - The Ford Hills
it was behind the Ford plant

3 - The Yellow Bridge
because it was yellow and thats what where i got yell from LOL

[virgohippy]

Wow TPat... that story almost brought a tear to my eye. I think if I'd heard you say it in person I probably would have let one loose. I love “the endless summer" description. I must be feeling a bit silly right now - probably because I'm remembering all my favorite little hippie hideaways.

I bet your natural music makers were the most soothing ever.

My favorite part about Venice is the weekly drum circle. The combination of dancing goddesses, interesting aromas and hundreds of idividual voices all blending together into one collective haze of sensation just drives me wild. I don't much like being in a crowd except at a Venice beach drum circle.

Did they have 'em back when you were there?

[juggernaut]

Hum. Well growing up 1 hour outside of NYC when we had the money as 15 yr olds we would run up to the city and party in any Irish bar we could find. I have a friend who is from Ireland and he just talks to the bartender and we all get served. Weird. But when we were not there it was in the back woods of my friends house. About 200 yards back, rope swing on the side of a large hill and we built a shack to hang in. Fires, beer and "America in a Bottle". We were lucky enough to hang out with a click of girls so that always made things interesting. Funny most of us married those girls now lol. No name for that places other then (insert friends last name here) Woods" We also tossed them back at a place called "Green light cemetary" the place had this tower that had a green light on top. We never found the tower but it made the sky all green which made partying and triping in that place a life changing experience. Getting drunk and walking around graves is never a good thing. We would also go to Sandy Hook beach or a local park until the cops would chase us out. Most of the time there were parties around. My friends spanned 3 major HS around here and were all friendly people. So there was always a party someplace we were able to go to. But I have one friend who's parents are rich and were always jetseting around the world. When there were no parties, it was party at Steves house. That was my favorte place to be as they had a serious game room and plently of rooms to get lost in with a female . We partyed way to hard, started drinking at 12 yrs old. By the time we were legal we did not even want to bother. But we did anyway lol.