Reading’s coolest playground, Imagination Station, is no more. And the Chronicle’s front page coverage was depressing:
The community came together to build it, and apparently communities don’t build very long-lasting playgrounds.
But Imagination Station had a lot going for it, such as the walkie talkie spots and tunnels.
I remember how excited I was the day I found the secret burrow that gave you access to UNDERNEATH all of the structures. Not long after I was told that the playground had a major rat infestation problem and that that’s where the rats scurried about stockpiling their discarded ice cream wrappers.
Please, leave your favorite Imagination Station memories in the comments so it can live on through this blog, if not the pile of lumber pictured above.