As a young kid, I couldn’t imagine having more fun than what that $5 bill got me.

One of my parents or a grandparent would drop me and a buddy off – my younger brother was usually there, too – at Marquette Mall with $5 each and tell us they’d be back to get us in an hour or so. We were young enough to be able to entertain ourselves cheaply, but old enough to do so by ourselves.

(0) comments

Welcome to the discussion.

Keep it Clean. Please avoid obscene, vulgar, lewd, racist or sexually-oriented language.
PLEASE TURN OFF YOUR CAPS LOCK.
Don't Threaten. Threats of harming another person will not be tolerated.
Be Truthful. Don't knowingly lie about anyone or anything.
Be Nice. No racism, sexism or any sort of -ism that is degrading to another person.
Be Proactive. Use the 'Report' link on each comment to let us know of abusive posts.
Share with Us. We'd love to hear eyewitness accounts, the history behind an article.