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2 reviews for Allen Pond
.:*'*:. ......... I liked those boom boom pows ......... .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. ....... Them fireworks flashin' with style ....... .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. They danced and flickered much swagger .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. ........... Pond is near gal pal's house ........... .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. .... Was I three thousand and eighth??!! .... .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. .. HUGE crowd - too close at arm's length . .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. ......... Still dig the boom boom booms ........ .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. .......... July 4th's boom boom booms .......... .:*'*:.
.:*'*:. .................. Fan of this spot now!! ................. .:*'*:.
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Remember the days when "going to the mall" in Bowie meant strolling through the near-vacant halls of Market Place and Freestate? If you wanted to rent a movie, you went to Metro video or Video Unlimited, and when you drove down Old Chapel you saw horses rather than housing?
Ahh yes, how our little Levitt town has changed over the years. Fortunately, like the neighborhoods that are arranged alphabetically, some good things can't be bulldozed by money hungry developers, and Allen Pond is invariably one of those good things.
In high school, I was in this silly little band that played a youth festival held by the city in Allen Pond. I remember the Bowie Blade reported over 200 kids showing up. It was probably more like 50, but God bless the city of Bowie for trying.
Fourth of July was another story entirely. It could be 105 degrees outside with 200% humidity and you'd still see people camping out early with their picnic blankets and lawn chairs ready for fireworks. Get there any time before 4 pm and you'd be walking 2 miles to your car at the end of the day, glow necklaces making rainbow halos around your hanging, tired appendages. And depending on your company, well-worth the exhaustion.
British Car Day is a fond memory as well. Lines of meticulously well-kept regal babies of middle-aged men like my dad. I remember liking the hot dogs available, looking for shade at all costs, feeding the ducks at the pond, and telling my dad I wanted a red convertible MG when I got older.
I played softball in the fields, had girl scouts parties in the pavilion, birthday parties at the park, and figure skating lessons at the rink.
When I got older, it was broom ball at the rink, "hanging out" in the park while my friends tried to sneak a few underage smokes (oh, the days of teenage apathy and angst), and a Mt. Oak youth group fourth of July challenge involving packets of unsweetened blue kool-aid gone terribly, terribly wrong in front of the caboose and about 150 of my peers (and thousands of fourth of July fireworks-goers). And of course, the aforementioned youth concert.
Even when there weren't malls worth visiting, there was Allen Pond Park, and I hope, despite urban sprawl and corporate takeover, that's where it will stay.
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