Fountain Square - we lived right across the street from this gem. I used to walk my cocker spaniel in my baby carriage over there for a dip. No dogs allowed, except of course, for Snoopy.
When the beach became old, I would walk home to chill, and maybe later on, pick up a friend and stop by the Horseshoe Harbor Yacht Club, above, to harass the launch boys for a ride. We would then retire to the porch rockers to enjoy our Orange Crush out of the vending machine. Icy cold of course. I can still taste it to this day. Like ice.
This is a view of the Manor Beach and Point in addition to the Horseshoe Harbor Yacht club to the right. The point was a great place to walk out to when at the beach to find sea horses and star fish in the rock pools. Manor Park is over to the far right side. (Thank you Manor Park Society for preserving this bit of heaven for all these years) And now I think I know why it was called Horseshoe Harbor...duhhhhhhhhh
The Manor Inn, above, was kitty corner to our house. Formerly known as The Belvedere Hotel, by the 50's it was an old folks home. Pretty nice place to be old, with water views. Never mind about the sirens at night.
Saw Old Yeller here. I cried. Our very own Larchmont Cinema.