One of the beauties of the club is that it is just a 16-minute ride from Penn Station in New York City and then a short walk from the Forest Hills station. The IND subway (trains E or F) to Continental Avenue takes about 10 minutes longer. But woe betide the person who looks for a taxi in Forest Hills or brings his own car. Lack of parking space is the bane of the club's existence, for it is more or less trapped inside its expensive triangle, surrounded by homes and apartments and the nearby popular Forest Hills Inn.
But lack of parking space cannot dampen the enthusiasm of the club's members for next week's nationals, the premier event in U.S. tennis. For a year volunteer members have been arranging hospitality, hotels and time schedules for more than 250 amateur players from some 25 countries. Will this be the year the Americans dominate (next page) and put the Aussies in the shade? Whatever happens, The West Side Tennis Club will remain a gracious and impartial host, a reminder of a disappearing era of luxurious living.