It's the middle of the week, and this time we are in 1945, August 6th.
Today, I've got for you a funny story:
♥♥ Coney Island ♥♥
New York's millions are again swarming
to their playground by the sea
The lights of Coney Island, dimmed through more than two years of European war, now glitter nightly above the boardwalk and loom into the view of sailors on passing ships like fallen constellations beside the gateway to New York Harbor. The shining spokes of the old Ferris wheel and the bright arcs of the roller coaster proclaim that the New Yorkers are once again spending millions in the nation's oldest and most famous playground by the sea.
Birthplace of the hot dog and of neck-snapping rides, paradise of the pitchmen, boosters and shills, Coney Island owns it's unique existence the the fact that most people never outgrow young enjoyments. Financially it has prospered for 35 years because it's small change transactions are within the range of New York's multitudes. Today, the city's population is swollen by thousands of transient servicemen for whom a stay in New York would be incomplete without a glimpse of Coney Island. In normal times more than 40.000.000 people visit Coney Island each summer. With good weather the 1945 season may be it's best since war begun.
What a fun bunch of pictures, don't you think?
♥♥ Pinky Honey