by flwbdw » Sun Feb 21, 2016 9:33 am
I don't remember much about the Pink Kitten as I lived on the other side of town.
I do however remember the uproar in my neighborhood when all the parents found out about the Cotton Tail Club opening.
We lived on East Mono off Chestnut before there was a Kmart, Thrifty Drug or Mayfair Market. Just an empty field.
The club was moving into a building that was formally Penn's Market. A place we kids would get a can of Shasta soda and stale candy or chips for less than a quarter. It had been there longer than I could remember.
All of the parents fought the county, this was just out the city limits,but to no avail. Some threatened to burn the the empty building down.
That did happen to another empty building. It was located a couple of hundred yards west of the market next to the Mobil gas station. It was earlier rumored to become a bar. The whole neighborhood had a pretty good idea who did it but nobody said a word.
I had to get out of Fresno so I joined the Navy in 1968, scared to death they would station me in Lemoore, and have no idea what happened to the CT club.
I don't remember much about the Pink Kitten as I lived on the other side of town.
I do however remember the uproar in my neighborhood when all the parents found out about the Cotton Tail Club opening.
We lived on East Mono off Chestnut before there was a Kmart, Thrifty Drug or Mayfair Market. Just an empty field.
The club was moving into a building that was formally Penn's Market. A place we kids would get a can of Shasta soda and stale candy or chips for less than a quarter. It had been there longer than I could remember.
All of the parents fought the county, this was just out the city limits,but to no avail. Some threatened to burn the the empty building down.
That did happen to another empty building. It was located a couple of hundred yards west of the market next to the Mobil gas station. It was earlier rumored to become a bar. The whole neighborhood had a pretty good idea who did it but nobody said a word.
I had to get out of Fresno so I joined the Navy in 1968, scared to death they would station me in Lemoore, and have no idea what happened to the CT club.