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There goes another.  A part of my youth torn down.  Heading home from work on my alternate route when traffic is bad , I saw it.  "Putt Putt Golf-N-Games  CLOSED - Auction 8/7/04". Wow.  I grew up in the 80's.  Video games broke, and broke big in '81. Putt Putt was THE place to be on Friday and Saturday nights. No, not for the mini-golf, but for the arcade. I can remember it like it was yesterday, the sounds, the smells.  The people packed around the newest games.  Saving lunch money all week for the precious friday tokens.  Walking around, hoping to run into a certain girl and acting suprised when you saw her.  That certain girl walking with you to the (finally!) open Donkey Kong machine seeing you put the cherry on top, by putting her initials in the high score after dominating like no one else had that day. Did it get any more chivalrous that that?! 

Putt Putt remained IT for almost 2 years. The Great Videogame Crash of '84 and a shooting in the parking lot put an end to Putt Putt's ownership of "Best Friday Night Hangout".  We got our own cars, and along with that came the girl. Hanging out didn't happen too much anymore.  At least not like hanging out at Putt Putt.  And I miss that...



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Anonymous said…
Awwwww Donkey Kong.... those were the days. Kids these days dont appreciate those times, top scoring titles on pac man. Thanks for the memory. though i never was a top scorer. I always prefered pinball machines.

xxxxooooo
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