Horse diving back in the 1960

The Diving Horse of Steel Pier is currently piece of Atlantic City's old stories and a former time.

Thinking back as children experiencing childhood in Atlantic City we took the Steel Pier and its otherworldly attractions for allowed. However, who could censure us? The city had ruined us spoiled.

Alongside Steel Pier, there was Million Dollar Pier, Steeplechase Pier, the promenade, shoreline, sea, cove, Penny Arcades, motion pictures along the footpath, horseback riding on the shoreline, the Miss America Pageant, the Ice Capades, and so forth. It was similar to a dream arrive on steroids.

Steel Pier was charged as the "Showplace of the Nation" and as the commercials proclaimed, every last bit of its delights could be appreciated for one low affirmation.

As Steven J. Liebowitz states in his brilliant book, Steel Pier: Atlantic City Showplace of the Nation, "About every huge name performer from John Philip Sousa and his band to Tommy Dorsey, Benny Goodman, Frank Sinatra and The Rolling Stones played there. Steel Pier was a blend of Broadway, Miami, Las Vegas, Hollywood, Barnum and Bailey and a state reasonable. Group came in large numbers from Philadelphia, Camden, Pittsburgh, New York, Newark, Wilmington, Baltimore, all through the upper east and past via train and via auto to Steel Pier. Steel Pier's notoriety was great to the point that A-rundown entertainers picked the Pier over different venues."

The first occasion when I went to Steel Pier was in 1940, I was seven years of age and affirmation was a quarter century. I don't review a lot of my childhood at that age, however going to Steel Pier is something I've always remembered.

One of the greatest attractions was the Diving Horse toward the end of the Pier. It was a gigantic draw in light of the fact that visitors would originate from great distances abroad to witness this fabulous occasion. Anyway, before you advanced toward the end of the wharf, you may have spent a large portion of the day arriving, with a specific end goal to view alternate attractions there were to appreciate.

The wharf gloated two motion picture theaters, one offering a vaudeville show and highlighting "Tony Grants Stars of Tomorrow," a nearby move troupe of young ladies with dreams of future fame.

After a couple of charming hours of stimulation, you proceeded with your trek along this 1,600 foot (more than 500 yards) wonder. It was S.O.P. to visit the Diving Bell whether you wanted to take the dive or not. I must admit this did have an affirmation, I think it was 10 pennies. I never went on the plunging chime in light of the fact that despite the fact that it was advanced as a fascination where you would witness a wide range of remote ocean ponders, the suckers I talked with generally let me know all they saw was dirty water.

Proceeding on you'd pass sustenance stands offering a mixture of delicious treats. There were dependably shows on the wharf and one I recollect clearly was the big name stallion display, The motion picture, My Friend Flicka had as of late turned out and each steed nut like myself hurried to see it. And after that in a short compass of time there you were, on the wharf, face to nose with the genuine, greater than life, Flicka. Presently you had the capacity live vicariously through Roddy McDowell, the motion pictures star, on the enormous roan female horse riding fiercely over slope and dale on the overwhelming silver screen. Later, when Thunderhead Son of Flicka turned out in theaters he was likewise shown at the dock.


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