Boyle’s Tavern: MB’s Neighborhood Bar

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  1. Christopher Clarity says:

    After my father’s article appeared in the New York Times, he told me a story about a woman who lived on Ocean Avenue. She approached him in Boyle’s and spat her drink in his face. Her reason: because my father had written that people didn’t lock their doors in Monmouth Beach, which we never did. Emmett Boyle, the owner and one of my father’s best friends, banned her for life.

  2. Sean Connelly says:

    I well remember My bro’s and sis’s Christmas caroling in Boyles. Mr. Boyle (who we knew as a dignified usher at Precious Blood-and were a wee fearful) was behind the bar as we timidly went in on that cold night. His warmth and welcome is legendary in our family. After singing Hark the Angels,he asked us to sing Oh Little Town Of Bethlehem and collected tips from the patrons and himself. He was kind, asked after our parents, complimentary and full of the Christmas spirit. I always looked forward to seeing him at Church thereafter.

  3. Doug Connell says:

    I tended bar at Boyle’s while attending Monmouth College. Emmett was very good to me. I met my future father-in-law, Bill Brownlee, there. Married his daughter Sandy at Precious Blood in 1969. Also worked for another man who was very good to me — Walter Mimh at the Channel Club. Also worked for Ray Hinck, Mr Johnson at the freezer, Tommy Barham, Johnny Rise and the MB Club.

    I have great memories of growing up in MB. Graduated MB grammar school 1955 in a class of 10, not the smallest class ever.

  4. Mary Chambers says:

    Pete and Nora Sheridan were my mother’s Aunt and Uncle. The Walsh sisters, Mary and Alice (my mother) spent summers there when they were kids. Their father James Walsh was Nora’s brother. His wife, Bridget O’Neil, died about 1920 leaving the little girls then age 5 and 6.

    James was told to put the girls in an orphanage because he wouldn’t be able to take care of them. He said: “Over my dead body” and hired housekeepers for the school year and Nora and Pete took the girls for many summers. Uncle Pete taught my mother how to drive; she never did get her license though.

    She talked about how much she loved them. It’s amazing to find this article. Thank you.

  5. smitty says:

    And still no BUD … I love it. I was Joe Boyle’s PPD sales guy from 1982 to 1988.

    Thanks for the memories, Joe (and the sales).

    Smitty

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