The best, and only, arcade in my small home town was part of a great family drive in. The place winning little league teams went for ice cream cones, or 12 year old birthday parties went for pizza and slush puppies. I didn't have a bday party there but when I turned 12, I was finally allowed to ride my bike there unescorted. No longer did I have to rely on older family members to get me to pinball, video games, pool, fooseball, and the juke box playing "put another dime in the juke box baby" for an actual dime.
I was elated. I was in my change weilding glory for a grand total of a couple months... then the petitions showed up.
"Please read and sign to stop proposed boro tax" or something to that effect, the notice exclaimed.
But anyone that knows anything about small local government knows, if councelmans' kids are spending too many quarters and hanging out with derelict youth, the way to put a stop to it is to enact a tax on machines in excess of 2. Needless to say the place closed its doors shortly there after.
Now a bike bound tween has to ride several miles to get alomost the equivalent variety, the 2 vids at the laundry mat, the 1 vid 1 pin at the pizza shop, 2 vids at the grocery store, the 2 vids at the handy market. I guess it was good exercise but really missed the much shorter trip the the one place that had all that and great food.
RIP Hoffman's thanks for the memories!