Coming from Connecticut, my father was a frequent visitor to Radio Row. I guess I'm talking back in the 1950s. He was a ham radio operator (Lic. - W1WML) as a hobby. As a young kid he would sometimes bring me down there with him. We would walk the aisles of those radio stores.
My father was color blind but he never let that on. When he would bring me down there he would always ask me what colors were on some small round transistors that he needed to buy. The different color bands (usually three) would represent various power levels (?). They were needed sometimes for his radios and the early black/white TV repairs he did as a side job.
In the early days my father didn't even have a car, so we would go with another guy who had worked with my father and was a ham radio operator as well. I think we used to drive down on Route 1 from Connecticut because I-95 might not have even been finished yet.
My father was able to get an old police radio from a police car in another town. Making a few adjustments he got it to pick up the police in my home town now using a/c power. It was great and he bought the parts to do it from Radio Row in NYC. They had everything. The entire family would listen to those police calls. What made it even better was that the police channel (39.10 MHz - at the time) would rebroadcast all the fire dept activity whenever getting a full assignment. So I guess it was "The Best of Both Worlds".
I remember one day stopping in a NYC firehouse with him. He had asked for directions to go someplace we were looking for. I think that firehouse might have been Eng 7/Lad 1 on Duane St. At that time I think there was also Eng 31 there as well. I remember Eng 31 (?) being one of those Wards with the CD decal on it.
I never really knew it was called Radio Row and I didn't know it was located at the WTC site.
I guess NYC has been a part of my life even before chasing the rigs during those very busy FDNY War Years. Besides going to Radio Row, I remember going to the Worlds Fair in Queens, Freedomland in the Bronx - where Co Op City is located now, and of course The Bronx Zoo. Each one having some Great Memories as a young kid. Growing up kind of poor, but looking forward to these very special One Day Vacation Trips. Like so many others here, "I would do it all over again if I could".