P.S. 80
In the brick school that overlooks all of Blissville, boys entered from the front, girls from the side, so the stone lintels dictated anyway.
Judging by its architecture, it must have been built around the turn of the century. Its builders constructed it to last a century or more. They couldn't have known that events greater than weather and age would force the school to close its doors, only after 30 years or so. Blissville lost much of its population in the years of the second World War.
In the peace that followed, new people came to Blissville, even a community of Satmars. They bought the school and converted the building into a yeshiva.
But after five years or so, they left to migrate to Williamsburg, where they still live.
And so the school emptied out again. It stood vacant during the the 1960s passed, the 1970s, and for part of the 1980s, until an outside investor purchased it. He renovated it, then turned it into a hotel. He named it the City View Motor Inn after the top rooms that look over all of Blissville, out to the skyline of Manhattan .
Then for some reason he sold it. One after another, hotel hopefuls tried to make it work, five owners in five years. And still the building stood empty.
Mohammad Daoud is its latest owner, smarter and more determined than his predecessors.
His first move was to join forces with Best Western. He's been with them now over 15 years.
Then he renovated the hotel again until barely a vestige of the old school remained.
He instituted a shuttle service to the airports and city. And he signed on to take LaGuardia Airport's stranded passengers. He has garnered business from the Brooklyn Navy Yard, the Chamber of Commerce and the District Attorney's office, all because of his innitiatives.
A room at the Best Western here starts at $150. A room with a view costs twice as much. But all rooms include his Delux Complimentary Continental Breakfast, with fresh juice, donuts and bagels with a special bagel cutter.
And now the 71 rooms are always occupied.
3 Comments:
True story. When the school was vacant us local kids heard the place was haunted. So we gathered up our forces armed with two good flashlights as the building had no electricity. Our "army", about a dozen of us fearless ghost hunters descended the steps to the basement. As we reached the bottom steps the 2 flashlights died out on us. Complete and total silence...than TERROR and HOLLERING at the top of our lungs and we hauled some serious out of there dispersing in every direction as speeds not attributed to human beings. Some much for valor under darkness.
I attended kindergarden at P.S.80
in 1943. We were on the first floor, the first classroom on the right. I lived at 50-22 39PL in Sunnyside. I would love to stay at the hotel that used to be my school if I get a chance.
Tom Mulvey
My sister and I, recent immigrants from Displaced Persons camps in Germany, lived across the street from PS 80 with our parents from 1949 to 1954 or so. The teachers at PS 80, knowing we were born in Germany, but not bothering to ask more, openly referred to us, in the presence of other teachers and students, as "The Two little Nazis." We hated the school, and were happy when we all moved to Maspeth. My only positive memories of Blissville: Sunday morning walks in the "park" -- actually Calvary Cemetery -- with my father, and my first movie: a sepia-toned "Tarzan," with vaudeville entertainment and free dishes during intermission.
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