You and I are contemporaries. When I had Andy was in the early 1950s as well. Think he came from someplace pretty ordinary. We went to the Jersey shore for a week every year with another family. But not Atlantic City. We went to Seaside Park. I never saw Atlantic City until when I was about 19. Then I went with a friend who lived in suburban Philadelphia, just so we could say that we’d been to AC. As fate has it, while I was there the lifeguards had to fish me out when I got sucked out by a rip current. Spent the rest of the afternoon not going in water above my knees.
I remember when I was in college buying a burger at an early McDs (no. 262, as I remember) for 19 cents. So that 57 cents doesn’t sound very outrageous. But I’m guessing that at the time they didn’t serve breakfast.
My parents probably had one, since the only camera they had was and old film-style one. But I never heard them call it a Kodak. I still have an old Canon film camera in my closet somewhere. Bought a telephoto lens for it even. But then the technology seemed to depart.
Even the sheep aren’t jumping today.