I worked at the flea market concession stand around 1981 or 1982. The manager was the same as the the drive in. She was tall and blond. Her blond daughter also worked the flea market concession stand. The drive in was on its death bed by the time the New World Theater opened. The place was in decline in the early 80’s.
I worked there in the early 80’s. I worked as a carhop. I took the money from the cars and gave it to the cashier. I gave them their receipt and told them how to proceed. Highlights of the two years were a molotov cocktail being thrown from over the fence. I put out three car fires. One night the fog rolled in. We had to give rain checks to everyone. Me and a few others had to disassemble the fence so a pregnant lady could get to the hospital. The entrance would flood a couple times a year. Enough people would get stalled. One night a guy drove fast and water was rushing over the hood. He didn’t stall. It was weird seeing headlight underwater.good
I worked at the flea market concession stand around 1981 or 1982. The manager was the same as the the drive in. She was tall and blond. Her blond daughter also worked the flea market concession stand. The drive in was on its death bed by the time the New World Theater opened. The place was in decline in the early 80’s.
I worked there in the early 80’s. I worked as a carhop. I took the money from the cars and gave it to the cashier. I gave them their receipt and told them how to proceed. Highlights of the two years were a molotov cocktail being thrown from over the fence. I put out three car fires. One night the fog rolled in. We had to give rain checks to everyone. Me and a few others had to disassemble the fence so a pregnant lady could get to the hospital. The entrance would flood a couple times a year. Enough people would get stalled. One night a guy drove fast and water was rushing over the hood. He didn’t stall. It was weird seeing headlight underwater.good