Do you remember the Frost Top In Mount Pleasant. Coming home from work last week on highway 37, I was listening to an oldies radio station. Right before County Line Road, they started playing "House of the Rising Sun". I had to turn at County Line and cut through were the Frost Top use to be, though the Mount Pleasant Addition and onto Morgantown Road. That was the main song at the Frost Top one summer. I went down to apply for the job, and backed into the owner's car, very little damage.( Remember that Greybeard ) He felt sorry for me and gave me the job. I worked there for two or three years. This was my American Graffiti. The ironic thing is that just three weeks ago the Johnson County Sheriff Department busted a massage parlor in one of the small shops where the Frost Top used to be, for prostitution. They had their own House of the Rising Sun in Mount Pleasant.
If I remember right, help me on this Greybreard, just south of the Frost Top on old 37, there were Burma Shave signs.
I wonder what kind of stories our kids will be writing 40 years after the fact ?
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Yeah Hawk, I remember the Burma Shave signs.
Fond memories all around of that area. I too drove past the Frostop on my last trip to Indiana.....scary how that area has changed.
I drove through the subdivision to Morgantown Road, then South to Smith Valley Road. Unrecognizable!
A stop sign every 100 feet or so, and a huge school where farmland used to be.
I was thinking of the times I got off work at the Frostop and took that same route home, pedal to the floor on Morgantown to see how fast I could get there.....
reckless behavior, surely, but I was a danger mainly to myself with mostly open area around.
Now, 45 mph would be too fast on that same road!
Remember all the fair car-hops that the Frostop attracted?
Julene K., Carol S., and our own GH readily come to mind.
Sad that it has degraded to the level of "The House of The Rising Sun"!
OH THE FROSTOP....
Such wonderful memories, I worked there the summer I was going to be 16 and Jack K. gave me a silver dollar and 16 cents for a tip on my birthday. I worked there the following summer also.
Remember the great dances in the lot, with the Ipls. DJ's coming down and the lot was packed?
I, too, used to drive Morgantown road fast to get the willies in my stomach from all the little hills near Mt. Pleasant Church.
I do remember those Burna Shave signs, I loved reading them all over Indiana. That was back when driving on 37 was like a trip to the boonies. All green and overgrown with just a farm now and then. Remember Wavery, is it still there, how is used to flood in the Spring, and there a good little restaurant there, you could get catfish and hushpuppies. I think it was like the Waverly grill or something.
Frost Top
Love reading all your comments!
I too wish that this so-called progress had missed our area. It's too bad that the city has taken over there.
But, we are the lucky ones! We were there when it was fun to drive too fast on the hilly roads and have our tummys jump, hang out at the little drive-ins, and not even stop at the few stop signs that were there then.
Gotta Love Being the Lucky Ones!
FG and FF
You are so right about us being the lucky ones, most of us were not even rich in money, but so rich in so many other ways.
I loved that time and would go back in a minute.
FF, that is so funny about your daughter. It is so true that kids are so programmed with fast food and all.
I have to tell a funny story about a little neighbor girl that lived near us in Ca.
One day she joined our daughter and we thought it would be fun to take two little 10 year olds to Red Lobster for a real feast.
Well, when we walked in, she had this look of amazement as we were walking back to our booth.
We put in our order and was quietly sitting there waiting for our drinks, when our little guest popped up and started looking all around, she kept this up, turning around and around and finally we asked if there was a problem, and she said " I can't find the window to go pick up our food." She was in a panic. We tried so hard not to laugh at her. When we got home, we told her parents and they were mortified, they hadn't realized what was becoming of the kids. So we started getting together with other parents and taking all the kids out once awhile for a sit down dinner in a restaurant.
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