I still found real playgrounds for my kids in rural Illinois. Cant forget the 20 high sliding board with real hot slippery metal to slide on.
I know he’s now persona non grata, but this was a hilarious Cosby routine...
Playground
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GgjhhSCrzMs
I remember when playgrounds had surplus steam locomotives, WWII tanks and artillery pieces in them.
We had a “gigantic” tractor tire that we would climb all over, as well as some surplus concrete pipe pieces.
I remember the 6 foot high metal slide on the dirt play ground and the brand new exciting push merry-go-round. Mostly we played marbles.
Interesting. I spent a large part of my childhood in Sebastopol, but I do not remember anything like the author’s “Superplayground.” My mother would drop us off at the city park while she went shopping, and there was plenty to do there, but not like what the author described. Maybe “Superplayground” was after my time.
I liked the thing that would spin around and If you stayed on long enough you would yak.
I also used a line from some movie I saw to come up with a game for it. The idea was to have defenders on the spinner with attackers trying to jump on while it was moving. Defenders tried to knock off attackers. Upon successful knock off you shouted out “nobody rides for free!”
I got in trouble for running that game.
The merry go rounds that you and your buddies could stand next to and get spinning so fast that no one or nothing could stay on.
Cabin John Park in Bethesda, MD had such a playground when my kids were young. Made me wish I was young again. Fools have torn it down since.
I don’t have a clue what you’re on about. There’s a kids’ play area exactly like that depicted in the OP in a city park maintained by my one-horse town.
When I was a kid, the jungle gyms were iron and about 15 feet high, and there were no safety devices on the swing sets, teeter-totters or the merry-go-rounds. And the entire play area was crushed graveled (no pea gravel).
That’s one of the reasons that my generation grew up realizing that actions have consequences. Because you learned pretty quickly that if you did something stupid, you were going to have to pay the stupid tax. Unless you truly were stupid, in which case paying the stupid tax just got to be a habit.
My elementary school had a wooden playground and then replaced it with a crappy one.