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.
The parting of the clouds to make way for some fabulous fall weather has set the scene for some good ol’ partying with friends. And, back in the day, the same kind of scene was well set for those RFH cool kids.
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.
As the effects of Hurricane Florence brushed by the Rumson-Fair Haven area, they culminated in a bevy of rainbow sightings on Tuesday evening. So, with thoughts of what might be lingering Somewhere Over the Rainbow in mind, memories of a staged Oz skit at RFH come to mind.
The following piece was originally published on Aug. 27, 2015. It’s just about fair time again, so it’s time to take a look back at how things were and are done a pivotal place at the fair — the kitchen and dining room.
By Elaine Van Develde
Someone’s in the kitchen at Fair Haven Firemen’s Fair grounds.
And while they may have, at one point another been with someone named Dinah, as the old ditty goes, it’s a definite they’ve been with someone named Mike, Dale, Sue (x2), Raquel, Ethel (x2), Mary, Anne, Amanda, Skippy, Hodgie, Mary Ellen, Joe, Evie, and, oh, yeah, Andy and a few others.
And they certainly haven’t been strummin’ on any ol’ banjo. They’ve been way too busy — cutting, peeling, filling, flouring, husking and just plain cooking.
Except there’s nothing plain about what’s cooking in the fair kitchen, who’s cooking it, when, where, why or how.
There’s nothing quite like a final class trip — with class clowns, friends, foes and teachers. Yes, teachers.
This particular trip was taken in 1974 to a dude ranch somewhere with Fair Haven’s Knollwood School soon-to-be grads and teachers. Where, none of the old folks in the pictures can remember. Hey, some of us don’t even remember the trip.