Last week as we were driving home from Cherry Hills, Grandma (Lorna) was telling me about the summer she worked at Lagoon:
It started when she and a friend got summer jobs rolling cigars. Grandma said they hated that job so much they didn't last the week, and their employer was so mad a them for quitting that he refused to pay them for the days that they did work.
After that experience they were offered jobs working at Lagoon. Grandma ran the dime toss booth, and her friend worked another booth on the other side of the park. During their shift they would communicate with each other by sending notes back and forth with the young men who worked cleaning up the litter in the park.
They would ride the Old Bamberger railroad out to the park each day arriving around noon. Their jobs didn't start until around 5:00 PM, so they would spend the days swimming at the pool there. Then after work the lady who owned the booths would give them a ride home.
Grandma said that most of the people who would play the dime toss were service men who worked at one of the military bases in the valley. The prizes for winning the dime toss were plates or glasses, or other types of dishes, but since the men were going back to base they didn't keep the prizes, but would give them to Grandma. She said that by the end of the summer she had collect a couple of different full sets of plates as well as several sets of glasses.
