I guess you'd have to be over 40, because I think it's been gone a long while, but this place was Heaven. Every Saturday for years I had to give up one of my weekend days to get allergy shots in White Plains, but this was largely offset by a weekly visit to the old-fashioned soda fountain and penny candy shop Daddy Michael's. Coin-operated player piano, nickelodeon movies (consecutive flipping cards in a stand-up machine you watched by cupping your eyes to the viewer), stained-glass chandeliers, the works. The centerpiece was what seemed to be a mile-long candy counter filled with every conceivable type of penny candy...in the days when each piece really only cost one cent. A dime went far. So much fun and so very long gone. White Plains is almost unrecognizable from those days, but the memories are strong and fond. Anyone else?