The only joy that surpassed a day at the beach was a night on the boardwalk. Stepping into Kiddie Land at Seaside Heights, N.J., left me wide-eyed like nothing else could. The Wurlitzer organ music from the merry-go-round, the sugary scent of cotton candy, and the cool night air on the back of my neck after the scorching daytime sun—they all coalesced into a magic potion for a 6-year-old kid in the summer of 1953.
Oh! The Boardwalk
May 30, 2023
3 minutes
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