My parents were really great with me. I was allowed to go to Steeplechase myself at an early age. And though my folks gave me some money for the admission I would always try to scrounge up some extra. This was easy for me because I lived right by the beach in Brighton Beach. I would either collect soda bottles for their deposit returns ($.02) or I’d sell old comics to the kids going to the beach. At Steeplechase I was always hitting the trash cans. Here I would always find those big round tickets with holes to punch for each attraction with at least one or two holes left in it. This made sure my day at Steeplechase Park would be a long one. My favorite rides were the giant slides. My favorite attraction was the clown stage. Here rider coming off the steeplechase horse ride would have to confront a clown. As they exited the ride they would have to walk across the stage. The clown if he was good would get the women to stop over an air hose in the floor and when the clown would activate it their skirts would fly up