Not that I am long on memory, but I remember sitting in front of the Geno’s on West Chester Pike in Havertown (it was near the driving range); I was probably eight or nine, bucket of fried chicken, in my mom’s corvair listening to Bill Cosby’s new album, “Right!”. I remember it so vividly because the guy next to us had it on and he waited the entire time (20 minutes or more) until it was over so we could listen to it. Now how’s that for times being different ‘back in the day.’ I also remember the Frisbee lids and the burgers being 19 cents. I can still picture the 19 cent sign. And that’s when a dollar was still worth 19 cents!
