To this day, I have never gone back on one of those Octopus rides. The mere sight of one makes my stomach belly flop.
What I do remember is seeing all these ghoulish, twisted faces on an exterior wall, looming above me, as we walked by the haunted house on the causeway. I remember doubling my pace to get by them.
In 2012, Seaside Heights was hit hard by Hurrican Sandy, and much Jersey Shore/boardwalk history has been destroyed. I never watched Jersey Shore (not much of a reality TV show fan...), but apparently it was also located in Seaside Heights.
The Seaside Heights I recall, however, was of the disco decade. I remember a cool wind coming off the ocean, and this amazing feeling of having all day to explore the Boardwalk. I recall the sensation that summer would never end.
Today, of course, I know that, according to Rod Serling, we all only get "one summer," in our lives. Seaside Heights was part of mine, I guess you'd say.
Here's a tourism video from sometime circa 1969-1975, that reveals the sights and sound of Seaside Heights as they were then.