So, we're still working our way through my Summer Playlist. Last week I mentioned having gone to an amusement park with my cousin, and I guess I should have mentioned that the park in question was New Jersey's own Palisades Park.
I actually grew up only a couple of blocks away--ON Palisade Avenue--and another early memory is the way that every Sunday afternoon throughout the summer Palisade Avenue turned into a parking lot with cars trying to get in or out of the park. It was actually kind of annoying, especially when people would try and picnic on our front lawn!
My father also ran the miniature golf concession there, so I always felt very connected to the park. I was very sad when it closed.
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