And Now Some Hit Songs, a Romantic Interlude and a Food Combo That Rocks After a Few Beers
Buddy Holly, stolen back-staircase kisses, pancakes and creamed spinach . . . just another waltz down memory lane as we revisit places that have disappeared from the region's landscape.
Swiller's Record Store
At a time when most stores were selling new 45s for 89 cents, Swiller's had all of the late 1950s rock-and-roll hits for 55 cents. My brother and I rode our bicycles down Wisconsin Avenue, across the Key Bridge and into Virginia on many occasions to augment our collections with the latest by Fats Domino, the Dell Vikings and Buddy Holly and the Crickets. It was worth the 10-mile round trip.
-- Hugo Keesing, Columbia
I remember my father taking us there so my older sister, Conni, could buy the latest hit (usually by Elvis). She also bought a vinyl file box that had alphabetized tab dividers to keep her collection neatly sorted.
-- Jeanne Clemente Kelly,
I still dream of the desserts that were on display each night as I began my shift as a waitress. Oh, for one more mouthful of chocolate chestnut gateau! My favorite memory, however, is not of dessert, but of a kiss, stolen on the back staircase as I brushed past the bar manager. We still argue over who kissed whom, but after 18 years of marriage, who cares?
-- Janet Swindler, Olney
How can one forget the place where he had his first beer? I'll never forget where my friends and I gathered: Sam Tehan's on 36th Street in Georgetown (next to what is now the 1789). Ernestine, our waitress, made sure we were well taken care of and, as one of our group after devouring two cheeseburgers and a large plate of fries would say, "Once around again, Ernie."