Post by telegonus on Mar 16, 2017 20:10:21 GMT
I know. That is weird. The good old days,--1993! 
For me it would be 1964, but as I've thought back on this, and it's sort of strange in a Twilight Zoney way: we had an amusement park not too far from where I grew up, complete with fun rides, cotton candy, a "midget" railroad for kids to take little trips around the riverbank and see the bears in a cage up on a hill! It was paradise, and I loved it. Nothing in even Walking Distance could equal that.
I have to wonder where, as the saying goes, Rod Serling's head was at in 1959. Was he even looking around? It was there, all of it. Maybe not in L.A. county but somewhere; and yes, even in California. I was grew up back east, and believe me those merry-go-rounds and cotton candy were all there.
For me it would be 1964, but as I've thought back on this, and it's sort of strange in a Twilight Zoney way: we had an amusement park not too far from where I grew up, complete with fun rides, cotton candy, a "midget" railroad for kids to take little trips around the riverbank and see the bears in a cage up on a hill! It was paradise, and I loved it. Nothing in even Walking Distance could equal that.
I have to wonder where, as the saying goes, Rod Serling's head was at in 1959. Was he even looking around? It was there, all of it. Maybe not in L.A. county but somewhere; and yes, even in California. I was grew up back east, and believe me those merry-go-rounds and cotton candy were all there.