It’s a longstanding tradition — the Fair Haven Halloween Parade.
I remember it well — from my first parade trek back in the late 1960s to the ’70s, 80s, 90s and now.
It all started at age 7 with a wish to be Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. That little dress-up fantasy was foiled when my mother couldn’t get the gingham outfit together, my pigtails were not so poised for the silver screen look and my sister refused to crawl down Hance Road as Toto. I guess it was bad enough that from the age of 3, she was forced by this pint-sized dominatrix 5-year-old Dorothy to crawl on a makeshift Funk and Wagnall’s encyclopedia Yellow Brick Road to Oz in the living room.
If some old RFHers had a winning turkey wishbone to yank on, they may have a revisiting the past wish. Back in the day … The RFH football season used to peak with what then was the classic rivalry homecoming/Thanksgiving Day game between Red Bank Catholic and RFH.
Yes, football season has kicked into high gear at RFH, so let’s take a moment to tackle this handsome team of players of an unknown year as well as the issue of name and uniform style.
Is it all in a name or uniform? Certainly not. It’s all about the game and how it’s played, of course. But, there are some quirks worth taking the ball and running with for a bit. No harm, no fumble. Just fun.
It’s that time of the year when all the troops are rallying — Girl Scout troops, that is.
Nowadays there is quite an array of scout troop hierarchy, all falling under Girl Scouts. It used to just be Brownies and regular ol’ Girl Scouts with those brown and green uniforms, respectively. There were troops. They met at what used to be called the Youth Center in Fair Haven, at churches sometimes, and often at the nursery school on the Episcopal church property that was knocked down to make way for homes a few years ago.
So, the Retro Pic of the (George) Day revisits a more mellow day of hanging out in the bleachers — just for fun, no game. OK, it may or may not been a practice these RFHers were hanging around for. Or maybe it was just some Class of ’79 students climbing to the top to hang out just for the sake of, well, hanging out — albeit in some sort of separated boys’ and girls’ sections. Cooties? Na. These cool kids were too mature for that — or not.
Tower symbolically atop the shot in the background, fair isle sweaters, turtle necks, blazer, down vests and duck boots in there somewhere, it’s a snapshot of RFH life in the 1970s again.
Recognize anyone in this crew? Can anyone guess what they may have been up to or talking about? Who ended up taking who to that homecoming dance?
Thanks, once again, to George Day for this great shot back in time!
While Rumson-Fair Haven area folks know better than anyone that there’s nothing quite like a good locals’ summer, there are always great days on the beach in any season.
When you grow up nestled between the Shrewsbury and Navesink rivers and the ocean is a short ride, walk or run away, beaching it is never solely a seasonal jaunt. It’s a rite of passage, no matter what time of year.
It’s tonight in Fair Haven schools. And kindergarten is the first and best one for kids and parents. First of all, the parents don’t need to tear up and down stairs and speed through hallways to make it to the next class when that bell rings. A little 5K training should be a prerequisite for middle- and high school Back to School nights.