Under the Boardwalk,
Over the Moon
Love Stories from Bradley Beach
Bradley Beach (NJ) is a quiet little town “down the shore” where generations of people have experienced first love or met the love of their life. The history of Bradley is full of sweet, salty, and sentimental stories of young love.
Before dawn in August 2013, Skyler invited Jessica to go to the beach with him to take some photos of the sunrise. Instead he proposed!
Lampros and Vasaliki Scaltsas, maternal grandparents of Bradley Beach native Eileen Shissias, operated a boardwalk restaurant- the Fourth Avenue Pavilion.
My husband, Leonard Riley, was born on Newark Avenue and raised in Bradley Beach. He really loved his hometown and never lived anywhere else.
I saw Bill Blumenau over the fence. I saw him on the beach the next day. I had made such an impression that he thought he was picking me up.
Charles and Emma Warwick lived at 405 Main Street. They owned and operated a grocery store at the corner of Fifth and Main from the beginning of the 20th century until the late 1930s.
We first met on a very hot Fourth of July weekend (temps hitting 100 degrees). I was a serious runner in those days and had just finished a long 6+ mile run on the boardwalk, and headed down to the beach.
We met in front of Mike and Lou’s on Ocean Avenue, Bradley Beach in August of 1959. I was with a girlfriend on a rainy day and got into a friend’s car to get out of the rain.
According to Hartson Poland, his great grandparents, Hartson “Hardy” and Irene, founded a house-moving business in Neptune back in 1886.
We met in a group summer house in Bradley Beach in the early 1980s, even though we lived two blocks away from each other in New York’s East Village. We were just casual friends at first. The first sparks lit on New Year’s Eve, 1985, when the summer house group went...
Bradley Beach! What memories. Well, here’s mine. I was going to Bradley for years with the family for the summer where we lived on 5th Avenue!
Bob was working as a summer lifeguard in Bradley Beach. He was lifting a lifeguard boat and developed a hernia. He decided to get the hernia repaired in September of 1973.
After getting out of an eight-year relationship that went nowhere good, I found myself happy being single. There were all these things in life I wanted to explore and no longer felt held back.
To this day, Anthony and his mom don’t even know who was responsible for hiring Vera, but the rest is history and now Vera and Anthony are married and have a precious little girl.
June 1948 Brinley Beach Boardwalk, Bradley Beach NJ... I was walking the boards in the afternoon with my friend, Gloria Glassman. We joined a group of young people we knew. That was my first glimpse of David who was busily talking to anyone who would listen. That...
On a Saturday evening in July 1960 on the boardwalk of Bradley Beach, I was with my friends, Larry Novick and Michael Mitzmacher. Diane Goldsmith was with several girlfriends. My friends suggested going to Asbury Park for the evening and going on the rides. I saw a...
In the late 19th century, Robert and Maria Pyle were married. They opened a boarding house and small store on the corner of Evergreen Avenue and Main Street.
Back in the late 60s, Roy Sherman met a lady in Bradley Beach named Maureen Oppenheim, He remembers her as being very beautiful and voluptuous.
It was 1965. Her name was Cindy. Her family lived next door. They were always down from Memorial Day until Labor Day. She was my first girlfriend, my first bud.
My wife’s family sent their daughter, Frieda, to Bradley Beach to meet a nice Syrian boy. Instead she came home with me. We were married in July 1963.
It was June 1962 and I had just graduated from high school. It was July 4th weekend, and I was taking my younger sister down the shore.
While living in Newark during the summer of 1951, a friend and I, both young, working adults, decided to visit my mother, Jeanette Sternig, and spend the day on the beach at Bradley Beach.
When I finally went to college, I still went back to Bradley with my girlfriend. The best way to describe what we looked forward to doing is best told by the name of a song, Under the Boardwalk.