When I was 3 years old my parents ran “Burt’s” bar, it was located right across the street from the roller coaster (now a parking lot). I went to bed every night to the sound of screaming. I also remember running to the roller coaster to measure myself to see if I was finally tall enough to ride it. Hooray!! finally reached the height and rode it probably 10 times that day. Second favorite was the fun house and the plunge (wow, heated salt water).