Two great memories of the park. I was probably 4 or 5
so it would've been '57 or '58. Anyway, my father took
me to the park one evening after he got home from work.
It was no big deal since we lived in West New York. I
recall being amazed at the freak show, especially the
guy with 3 or 4 eyes and two noses. That same night
Emmett Kelly (the famous "sad" clown) was there and my
father asked if I wanted to meet him. He was standing
all by himself and it would've been easy to walk over
and say hi but I was too scared to do it.
My second memory came years later. I was a senior in
high school and 3 of us cut school and drove from Hazlet
all the way up to the park because we heard they were
closing soon. We went on the Cyclone a few times when
all of a sudden, as we were waiting on line to go again,
someone called our names. It was one of our former high
school teachers, who was now at a different school and
he had his group to the park for a class trip. He
sarcastically asked if we were off for some reason and
we stumbled our way to a comical answer that he knew
full well was a bunch of baloney. He never squealed on
us and we all had a great laugh over it.
Steve Ortlieb