Brass Ring
Before we were married, my husband, Harold surprised me with a trip to Santa Cruz to ride the carousel. We had a great ride but I tried unsuccessfully to get
A Poem
A sunny blue sky shines over the beach’s shore Amusement park screams are heard nearby as Giant Dipper riders take the plunge Napping and tanning, tourists and locals relax along
Birthday Dips
My family and I decided to celebrate my 40th Birthday at Santa Cruz. My husband and daughter decided to ride the Giant Dipper 40 times between them in honor of
Bonnie’s Hair Saved Me
When I was 7 years old I begged my mom to ride the Wild Mouse roller coaster with me. After hours of begging she finally agreed. My mom has never
Laughing Sal
When i was a kid at Playland in San Francisco, Laughing Sal scared the living daylights out of me, but of caurse I was only 6. When i heard Laughing
Three Generations of Fun at the “BW”
My mom and dad were in high school when they started dating in the 1960’s. They would hitch-hike from Santa Clara to Santa Cruz and play at the Boardwalk all
Which Memory?
Which ONE do I share? The memories of the big indoor slide and spinning tray ride? Or the many rides on the Giant Dipper with hands UP the whole way
First Visit to the Boardwalk, 1970
This was my family’s first visit to the Boardwalk.
The Flying Cages, 1973
Vacationing in Santa Cruz with our families was an annual summer event, staying at the El View Lodge or Salt Air. We were 14/15 years or age then. My grandparents
Memories
I have great memories of the Boardwalk, especially involving my Mom who died from Alzheimers 3 years ago. I remember riding the bus from Watsonville to downtown Santa Cruz and
A Loving Mom, 1973
Our family and a neighbor named Gail drove to the Boardwalk from Pacifica for a day of fun and sun. We found the perfect spot on the beach and sunbathed,
My Story, 2006
In my 12 years on earth, this has been my haven. I can just get away from everything. This has happened for 4 generations of my family. My grandmother took
My First Job, 1945
My very first job was working in the Plunge when I was 12 years old. My job was to hand out towels to the swimmers and unlock dressing room doors
Nothing But Good Times, 1985
Of all our family weekend trips, Boardwalk memories are the most memorable. From trying to race my dad through Autorama, to just staring in amazement at the taffy machine. Jumping
Long Ago, 1965
Our family of 9 children would go to Santa Cruz just about every weekend. I have such good memory of our time at the beach. We would bbq and play
Best Summers of my Life, 1960
We came to the Boardwalk every summer when I was a kid in the late sixties. My sister and brother, teenagers at the time, were 7-10 years older than I.
