From a Previous Teen

The bumper car ride was excellent!  It made for teeth-jarring collisions as the metal rods sparked across the contact ceiling screen.  If you did a head-on with somebody, you might get ejected from the ride, but then sometimes it was worth it to get in a good shot.
 
I also recall meeting Caesar Romero dressed as The Joker seated in that tent -- what a cool guy, and what a great Joker.
 
I used to go at night some too, for the shows.  I saw The Noblemen perform in the pavilion many times.  The were very good, and their psychedelic strobe and black light display was awesome for back then.  I also saw The Buckinghams play at the pavilion -- a terrific show!  Months later as the bass player of a band named The Chosen Few, I played for a private party inside the main building by the pool.
 
The absolute best show I saw there -- and one of the top three rock performances I have ever seen -- was The Who.  I saw them at night in late August of '68.  My friend and I got there early and the park was already packed.  They played on top of the main building facing the Tornado, and I believe the two were cut from the same cloth/wood.  To this day I don't think I have heard a louder, more excellent raw rock band as tight as the 1968 Who.  Keith Moon broke sticks every song, and at least one snare drum skin as well.  Pete Townshend jumped and pinwheeled as he strummed.  Roger Daltry swung his microphone way out over the crowd and caught it perfectly in sync to sing the next lyric.  John Enthwhistle laid down a bone-deep bass line.  At the end of the show they smashed their equipment in a finale that was perfectly fitting to the savage set they had performed.  My friend and I waited for them to come down from the building so I could see if I could get some or all of them to autograph a piece of Keith Moon's shredded drum skin that I had recovered to give to a girl I liked.  Everyone else in the crowd had limped away in shock I guess, because we were the only ones there when they headed down stairs.  Keith Moon and Pete Townshend went right by us before I could say anything, stopped at the bug zapping light at the entrance and laughed at its workings, and jumped into a waiting limo.  Then Roger Daltry and John Enthwhistle came down and they looked right at us, so I asked for their autographs.  They were very nice and chatted with us about the show ,and asked about us and what we were into  -- time stood still.  Anyway, they left but my ears rang until noon the next day, and I started practicing my bass guitar with invigorated earnestness!
 
So, Wedgewood is a wonderful memory for me for many different reasons. Thank you every one -- owner, employees, maintenance technicians, entertainers, musicians, classmates and friends -- for all the fantastic experiences I had as a young person at Wedgewood Amusement park 1966-69.
 
Mark Bridges