Folly Beach Flashback

So how do I remember Folly Beach so well?  Thanks to Jim Booth's Folly Pier print hanging on my wall, it's never far away.

So how do I remember Folly Beach so well?  Thanks to Jim Booth's Folly Pier print hanging on my wall, it's never far away.

FOLLY BEACH FLASHBACK

If you want to see what retail and office spaces were like back in the day, you have to visit the antique shops on North Broad Street in Mooresville, North Carolina.  Unlike some towns, they have made preservation of the historic downtown section a major priority.  These shops are not some prefab strip mall with distressed faux antique facades attempting to create the look of the real deal.  Open the door and step back in time.  Hardwood floors, high tongue-and-groove ceilings and second floors that are actually balconies overlooking the main floor on 3 or 4 sides.  These buildings were designed and built by craftsmen who were true masters of their trades.   

As we wandered through the many rooms and booths, we came upon a vintage pinball machine.  It’s not the first one we’ve seen, but this one was outstanding.  It was totally intact and even had the original owner’s manual and schematic available.  The artwork was vibrant and colorful without cracks or chips in the glass.  While we were both flashing back, we definitely had different memories of this iconic pastime. 

He remembered his misspent youth.  I, on the other hand, was back at Folly Beach (a.k.a. “the Edge of America”).  The pier, the arcade, and the rides are no longer there, but I remember the beach breeze blowing through the open arcade while WTMA blasted on the radio.  The scent of Coppertone permeated the air and a handful of quarters jingling in the pocket of your cutoffs was enough to keep you occupied for an afternoon or an evening.  Yes, it only cost a quarter to play a game and no, there were no dollar bill changers or debit card sliders on the machines in those days.  The thwack of the plunger launching the ball, the flippers flipping, and the ball bouncing off the bumpers with the lights flashing and the wheels clicking to reflect your score were mesmerizing (my ears were much sharper back in those days). 

This well-preserved piece of the past is in need of a new home.  Sadly, as we don’t have the space, we reluctantly walked away.  However, there must be someone out there who can come to the rescue of this beauty.  She is waiting for you at American Classic Antique Mall located at 106 North Broad Street in downtown Mooresville.