Getting Over Hard Times, 2003
I was 8 and my grandmother had just died. My aunt, who lives 30 minutes away from the Boardwalk, took me and her daughter to the Boardwalk. She said it
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I was 8 and my grandmother had just died. My aunt, who lives 30 minutes away from the Boardwalk, took me and her daughter to the Boardwalk. She said it
I have very fond memories of the old Fun House arcade. The big wooden slide, that you rode down on a carpet square. The big turning bottle you walked through
I remember riding the Cave Train during my first visit to Santa Cruz. I was three and thought that the diamonds on the wall in the Cave Train were the
I went to a birthday party at the Boardwalk when I was six years old. When I first saw the Giant Dipper I said “No way.” Then I was in
We have a hand-painted picture of the Boardwalk by a local painter and it brings back so many memories when i walk by it every day. We have been going
My family would make the trek from San Francisco every July 4 back in the early 60’s to visit our relatives in Capitola. We used to light firecrackers in the
When I was little we would come to Santa Cruz for a weekend as a fun vacation. One of my family members won a doll for me which from that
We stayed in a motel just across the river from the beach. We had two rooms because we had a big family. I met a girl I went to school
Thirteen years of smiling faces stained with pink cotton candy, tiny footprints imbedded in the sand, my now 13 year old son riding the Dipper for the 12th time today,
My earliest memories of the Boardwalk are rooted in my youth. As a child, there was no place I’d rather be than boarding the Red Baron, the Cave Train, or
Most of the girls in our class who worked at the ‘walk had jobs at one of the food concessions; my first job was at Ruth’s Hamburger Stand. My mother
My dad took me to the Boardwalk when I was 5 and I had never ridden a roller coaster. When we got there my dad asked me if I wanted
I went to the Boardwalk often with my family, but would never ride The Giant Dipper. In 1958, when I was 14 years old, I attended my boyfriend’s graduation dance
We grew up in San Jose and didn’t have a lot of money to spare. For a summertime treat Mom would pack up all 6 of us kids and take
No one can forget the carousel! I can remember riding it and being too small to reach the rings. My brother would ride on the horse in front of me
My sister and I have always loved to swim, so as kids, mom often brought us to the Plunge at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk. It sounds silly now, but