Written by Patty Servidio, email@example.com Thursday, 24 July 2014 09:22
When I was a little girl, I loved my books. The feel of the pages between my fingers was comforting and the words transported me away to different worlds. The scent of books could elicit chills — dusty, musty with the slight aroma of ink, my books were my constant companion through my childhood. I loved my trips to Levittown Public Library, and was known to take out at least five or six titles per trip.
I remember, as I grew, that there was nothing in the world like a book. I swore to myself that I would have my own library, with books upon books about every subject imaginable. When B. Dalton opened in Broadway Mall, I was in all of my glory. That new book smell was, to me, better than the scent of chocolate. It was easy to run up the credit card bill, for everything interested me, and I would walk out of there with at least three shiny new hardcovers.
Borders Books on Jericho Turnpike in Syosset was always a great experience, especially after my daughter was born. We would go to the children’s section and sit for hours, looking through different titles, visiting with Little Bear and Clifford. It was so easy to lavish her own personal library with new and exciting adventures. Soon, my daughter developed the same appreciation for what we lovingly deemed, “the new book smell."
As time went on, and the bookshelves in both of our rooms became cramped, we realized that we needed to make a serious change to support our reading habit. When she was about six, we began to frequent Hicksville Public Library on Jerusalem Avenue. And yes, true to form, we walked out of there with at least five different books to read before bedtime. After we checked out of the children’s area, we’d stop off in the adult section for something that I might be able to read at night as well. She had gotten her own library card, and it helped her to feel a bit more grown up.
As we’d glean the shelves, I had taught my daughter how to read the Dewey Decimal System. She became the greatest scout for me; as she found the book we were searching for, she’d pull it off the shelves triumphantly and shout, “Found it!” It was then that she had also learned that one does not shout in a public library, although I certainly shared a bit of a giggle with her afterwards in a desolate aisle.
Years have passed since that innocent time of Magic Tree House stories, Harry Potter and even Madeline, but we are both still patrons of the Hicksville library. It’s almost magical, when you walk through the double doors; you become enveloped in a peaceful silence that floats over you like a blanket. And the best part about the experience is that our library isn’t just for borrowing books. One can view an art exhibit, take a class, find magazines, even borrow CD’s and DVD’s. You can learn to cook, draw, paint, write, and even learn yoga! One of the nicest parts of the library is its architecture; it’s well-worn façade almost speaks knowingly of its 68 years in existence, of times long gone.
Borders and B. Dalton are no longer open in our area, but the Hicksville Public Library has stood the test of time. Once a private residence, with add-ons throughout the years, its humble beginnings on West Nicolai St. prompted its relocation to its current setting. It’s a fine place to visit — may you make your own wonderful memories!
Saturday, 22 November 2014 00:00
Local veterans groups and residents gathered at Hicksville Middle School Veterans Memorial Park recently to honor brave servicemen and woman, past and present. William M. Gouse Jr. Post 3211 hosted Hicksville’s annual Veterans Day ceremony on Nov. 11.
The ceremonies began with the pledge and national anthem sung by Hicksville High School student Cassie Pursoo, accompanied by trumpeter Conner Hoelzer. Monsignor Thomas Costa from Our Lady of Church in Hicksville gave the invocation.
Friday, 21 November 2014 00:00
On Nov. 10, a dedication ceremony was held to celebrate the completion of a beautiful new two-story house in Hicksville. However, while new dwellings are an ordinary occurrence on Long Island, this one was unique and special in a way that very few are.
The house at 77 Thorman Ave. was built in memory of Navy Lieutenant and posthumous Congressional Medal of Honor recipient Michael P. Murphy, a Long Island native who tragically died in combat while serving in Afghanistan in 2005. However, this house represents more than just the dedicated service of a man to his country; it represents the beginning of a new life full of hope for a brother-in-arms and his family as well.
Thursday, 13 November 2014 09:12
Football was Mike Torrellas’ heart and soul. He also liked a good Turkey Bowl.
Unfortunately, the Hicksville Crusaders co-founder wasn’t able to witness the program’s inaugural event, which took place Saturday, Nov. 8.
Torrellas passed away suddenly last December due to a blood clot, but the spirit and drive of the man who wore the number 53 and tragically passed at that age still surrounds the Crusaders football program.
Thursday, 06 November 2014 11:27
The Long Island Fight for Charity will be hosting its 11th annual Charity Boxing Event on Nov. 24 at the Hilton in Melville. Among the 20 volunteers putting up their fists for funds will be Hicksville business owner Mell Goldman, who will be fighting under the nickname “The Kid.”
Goldman is the President of All Boro Cleaning Services. He stated that he was enticed at the opportunity and wanted to contribute to charity.