Thought I'd share old memories from an old friend of mine. I asked him if he had any recollection of his Saturday Matinees and the 1939 S.F. Golden Gate Exposition held on Treasure Island, where the S.F. Intl Airport would have been located if WWII hadn't intervened.
I would mow lawns to get 25 cents. Every Saturday I would walk from my house in Alameda to the Laural theatre, located on Foothill in Oakland. The ticket was .10 cents, a bag of popcorn (from the old popcorn machine) was .10 cents. The other .5 cents was for a Milkey Way bar. Once seated we watched, 2 main attractions, 6 cartoons, and 1 serial. I always arrived early so I could listen to the music on the organ. He always played, "Till the end of time". I loved that song, still do.
Without going into detail, we were dirt poor. If I wanted anything I had to work for it. For most of the war years I shined shoes, most of the time on the corner of Sherman st in Alameda. There was a bar located there where most of the sailors went.
Never made it to the 39 fair, made many trips (via the old paddle wheelers) to San Quintin. My Father was in for 5 years. As a kid I loved to make those trips. I also remember the margarine, it came in a white block with a pouch of yellow powder. We had to mix the block and the powder with a fork.
Another memory I have of 1939. Washington beach in Alameda had a "Play Land". Rides and the whole bit. When it closed in 1939 you could take anything you wanted free. My father came home with a metal rocket from the "Rocket Ride". We played on that rocket in the back yard for a couple of years. I do have a gun catalog from the 39 fair.
And, I thought I had it tough by having to do the family chores to earn my 25 cents. I wonder how many kids out there today think they have it tough?