A Visit to the Spring Lake Arcade

Our dream as a 10-year-old was finally coming true: An arcade all to ourselves, with the kindly, kid-at-heart manager rigging up free games and letting us run wild. Pick a prize, any prize. And there was even a grown-up bonus: We got to take a picture of our boss in the funhouse mirror! The only thing missing was a personal cotton candy machine and a Del’s cart following every step of the way.