Here’s an article in thelocal paper about the efforts to save Whalom – Whalom Park created memories.
I don’t know that I’m the person he’s talking about, maybe more than one has said the same thing, but I think I might be the person who said I would help clean the park in the spring if it was reopened, because I did. I’ve exchanged email with Allyson Bowen and in one I told her about the dream I’d had that I was hired to paint picnic tables. Very strange. But I do want the park to reopen. I loved working there (summer of 83) and loved going back with my son. It’s such a shame that this is happening.
Wait, there is mention of a cashier from the summer of 83, who first went in 1965. I mean, I’m sure that’s when I first went, because my parents probably took me as a baby just for something to do. I wonder if she’s talking about me or someone I worked with? I’ll have to try to find out. I haven’t been in touch with anyone I worked with at the park that year, for a long time, although I did keep in touch with one friend for at least 3 or 4 years. I don’t know why I keep thinking everything refers to me, how self-centered is that? I did offer to put stuff on my website. I keep talking about it in the blog, but I want to put some sort of button on the main dump page. I have to put that on my to-do list. Save Whalom.