Kurt Hultquist

I was the Supervisor of The Racer in 1976. Of course, there were a lot of lost items on the ride, usually hats. I used to walk the tracks during one of my breaks because I could almost always find money. In the back of each car of the 5 car train, under the back seat, was a meshed screen to allow rainwater to drain out. But big enough to let quarters lip through. The change usually fell out when the train was about to crest a hill, so it was always in the same basic spots, me like a monkey, swinging under the supports to scoop up a quarter. I never got rich, you can be sure. One day I found a black wig and thought it would be funny if I walked back into the station wearing it. Me climbing a set of stairs at the back of the ride for employees only wearing that wig and a big smile. Well, the joke was on me, as the black woman who had lost it was standing next to one of my co-workers, shouting, "THAT'S MY WIG!" Me wanting to crawl into a hole.