English town Flea Market, |
It
was called the Englishtown Flea Market.
The
Englishtown Flea Market first opened in 1929, more than eighty years ago. It started out, according to the official
history, as a “meeting place for
farmers to buy, trade and sell livestock, farm equipment and produce.”
By
the time I went to Englishtown for the first time, circa 1976 -- when I was seveneight -- it was no longer a
farmer’s market, but perhaps the biggest flea market/second-hand market on the
East coast. But when I first heard we
were going to spend a precious Saturday there, I wasn’t exactly thrilled by the
news.
We had to get up before
the sun rose, drive for over an hour, and then spend the day walking around a
giant flea market?
When
I could be at home watching Land of the Lost?!
Clearly,
I had no idea what awaited me at Englishtown.
But
as I soon found out, the Englishtown Flea Market of that era was an incredible place
to buy second-hand toys, dirt cheap.
Photo from Mego Museum |
One
time at Englishtown, I found a Kenner Six-Million Dollar Man Bionic
Bigfoot/Sasquatch figure, and paid the princely sum of three dollars for him
(and he even still had his pop-off chest compartment intact…).
After
the first visit, we traveled to Englishtown Flea Market in Central Jersey several
times a year, and every time we went, I came home with more of these
unbelievable treasures. One indoor comic-book
store not only sold Marvel Planet of the Apes magazines and
comics (which I always bought for the read home…) but the latest issues of Starlog
as well.
There
was also a late 1970s visit I distinctly remember because a dealer was selling spanking
new Kenner Star Wars toys -- the
Dewback, a landspeeder and Land of the Jawas play-set. Without me saying a word, my Dad raced over
to the table, asked how much for all of them, and then bought all of the toys
for eight dollars.
I
remember thinking I might faint…
Going
right on into the early eighties, Englishtown Flea Market never disappointed me. I couldn’t wait for our Saturday
excursions. During that era, Englishtown
was a great place to pick up old AMT model kits, and in 1982 I found an AMT
Romulan Bird of Prey for a dollar (still in its box), and the Interplanetary
UFO (MIB) for five dollars. I was indeed in seventh-heaven.
Some
of the sights and smells of Englishtown Flea Market remain permanently
impressed upon my memory to this day.
There
was a small walking bridge leading from the parking lot to the market that,
when icy, became incredibly slippery and dangerous.
And,
I remember in the late 1970s that the market auctioneer was constantly announcing
over the loudspeaker an exhibit for some kind of Middle Eastern Mummy Princess.
We never saw the Mummy; we were sure it was a rip-off.
There
was also, the world-famous Hubcap Man, a vendor who stacked -- probably ten feet high on a wood shack
-- hubcaps from every make and model of car throughout history. I always reckoned that when we reached the
Hubcap Man, we were about half-way done with the market.
To
finish the whole thing generally took several hours…but was worth it.
I
also vividly recall visiting Englishtown at the depths of winter, bundled up in
winter coat, hat and gloves.
Early
in the morning, my Mom and Dad would buy us bagels and hot chocolate for
breakfast to help us endure the sub-zero temperatures. My parents were good souls, too, because my
sister and I would always bring our allowance to spend at the flea market, but
they would always supplement it with an occasional dollar, five dollars, or ten
dollars, if something special should materialize.
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I
also have vivid memories of loading up so fully with neat toys half-way through
Englishtown that I would walk back to our Ford van ahead of the rest of the
family, unload, and start playing while I waited for the rest of the family to
return.
These
days, it’s nice to hunt collectibles without enduring the driving cold, without
getting up before dawn, and without a long car ride through Jersey. E-Bay and other auction sites have really made
toy collecting a hell of a lot easier in some senses. Yet the experience of visiting Englishtown
Flea Market -- and the thrill of wondering
what you would find there -- are ones I will not soon forget.
I
last visited Englishtown Flea Market in 1990, so my wife (then girlfriend),
Kathryn, got to visit it at least once.
As I recall, it was still a pretty good market at that point…but that
was twenty-two years ago.
I
wonder what it’s like today…
Below, you'll see a brief collection of photos of Englishtown and the Hubcap Man.
Albeit Saturday morning television was a must see in my boyhood in the ’70s after a long week of school. John, for what you were able to purchase it was worth missing an occasional Saturday morning cartoons line-up. Good toys, good prices, good memories for your family and you.
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