Remember catching the bus to Newark, riding
down Springfield Avenue, going past all the bridal shops. Every
young girl window shopped for their wedding gown. I had mine picked,
before I had a fiance! Remember shopping downtown. Going in the
department stores and seeing all the sales ladies all dressed up.
Remember the smell of the cosmetic counters? They used to mix your
face powder for you, according to your complexion. Remember the
chimes ringing within the department store. I guess you had to work
there to know what the certain number of chimes meant. How about
the elevators and the operators. They would announce the floors
by what they had to offer: "Fifth floor, ladies lingerie". How about
the little hat shops, they were called millineries, I think. They
had all there hats displayed on these little wooden posts.
How about waiting for the bus on your return home in the snow.
It was just like in the old movies. Ladies, remember shopping in
the bargain basements of Bamberger's and Haynes. I couldn't afford
to buy within the store, but the basement had many treasures. Remember
Fridays, it was pay day. I would go to A.S. Beck's shoe store, you
had to have the shoes and purse to match and lets not forget the
gloves, they had to match too.
Oh to go back in time. It was truly a wonderful life!