Showing posts with label Robert Moses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Robert Moses. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 7, 2022

#WorldsFair64: Sid & Marty Krofft’s Naughty Puppet Show


Before they conquered Saturday morning TV, the Krofft brothers came to the World’s Fair with a racy puppet show.
by Rich Watson 


During the seventies, puppeteers Sid and Marty Krofft created live-action children’s shows that made them superstars of Saturday morning television. Before that, their puppets entertained adults in prime time. 

Their live theater show played World’s Fairs. A show that featured more risqué material.

Wednesday, November 23, 2022

#WorldsFair64: Uniroyal’s Giant Tire Ferris Wheel Was a Hit in New York and Later, Detroit


This giant tire was born as a World’s Fair Ferris wheel and became a Motor City icon.
by Rich Watson 

Due to a dispute between the international sanctioning body in charge of world’s fairs and New York Fair Director Robert Moses, corporate sponsorship dominated the 1964 Fair. Lots of major businesses created pavilions for the event.

Among them included the U.S. Rubber Company, known today as Uniroyal. They took a creative approach into making something common to fairs everywhere: a Ferris wheel in the shape of a tire.

Wednesday, October 12, 2022

#WorldsFair64: The New York State Pavilion and Its Second Chance at Life


This architectural oddity from the New York World’s Fair still stands today.
by Rich Watson 


Flushing Meadows-Corona Park hosted two World’s Fairs, in 1939-40 and 1964-65. Evidence of their existence remains, but as a kid growing up in Queens, I didn’t recognize it as such. 

Later in life I learned about the Fairs. I discovered the New York State Pavilion, one of the 1964 Fair’s biggest attractions, was being resuscitated from obscurity.

Wednesday, June 22, 2022

Five Reasons Why Shea Stadium is Synonymous With the 7 Train


The best way to have gotten to Shea Stadium was via the elevated train that runs through Queens. They had some things in common.
by Rich Watson 


The Shea Stadium site, says Google Maps, is seven minutes by car from the house I grew up in. Because I lived so close, I seldom relied on the 7 train to see my Mets. 

When I did use it, my perspective of the stadium changed. The sight of it, looming through the windows of the train car as it left the 111th Street station, inspired me. It recalled past glories, especially the 1986 championship season. It made me hope for future ones.

CitiField may be the Mets’ home now, but the ghost of Shea and the 7, in my mind at least, remain linked. 

They had a few commonalities.