Tom Cronin

I can remember my mom let me ride my bike with my friend to Pleasure Island from our homes in Reading. The amazing thing was we were only in the 4th grade. Not many kids get that kind of freedom today. But that was life in the 60's.

A favorite P.I. memory: Being just tall enough ( my friend was too short) to be able to drive the mini motorized cars and trying not to hit the wooden retaining walls designed to keep you on the track.

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