how many of yous spent your summer working at hershey park
i worked at the park many different times just wondering if any one else have ? or where have you worked during your time at the school.
Are you surprised by that? 
Could've been sued for missing detention there...
They're in St.Louis now. A teacher and a lawyer. The lawyer didn't give me change.
when you find out where she is working. We can shop together. Since retiring 4 weeks ago I have to save money. I have lost $20,000 a year income from my investments. Not a good year so far.
Where does she work now. I'd like to save some money on my shoppping too.
who went to Hershey high worked at the park. If I bought a bag of chips with my dollar I would get 4 quarters back as change. It was a sad day when she transfered to the swings.
Mr. Jones was a outstanding person, I played ping pong with him all the time, he was a supportive adult to look up to.
does anyone know where he is now and how I might be able to get in contact with him?
Wasn't the Kissing Tower the best place to kiss?
I'll agree with you on that one Osbia was a good guy and his wife was sweet. I was their team statistician for a Milt employee softball team until Lord of the Flies hit and had to deal with the moronic Fred and Oriana Battles.
I remember a slamming bbq at the Jones though! Even was allowed to sneak a beer
Thankfully worked on my vacations so always had an endless flow of cash instead of having the Milt take it and decide if I could afford a slice of pizza or not.
But I did get to babysit for Mr. Osbia Jones after school. Him and his wife were very generous and kind people. I know alot of you weren't sure of Mr. Jones but I can truely tell you he really did care a great deal about all of you. He was a very good man and did his job with his heart in it.
worked the park for 2 summers and worked at Giant Grocery store in the bakery for 2 years. It used to make me so mad how the school would limit the amount of money I was allowed to have from my paycheck. It was MY MONEY! 
I worked there for 2 summers, I was a games host.
Damn Unc! Missed Wilt's legendary night and the now price even one ticket (or maybe a stub) could be worth on the collector's market today. See what kinda trouble them there females can get you into?
We seldom worked outside of the HOME in the early years. I did work at the Hershey arena as a usher the night Wilt Chamberlain scored his 100 points. Imagine having a hundred stubs in my hands and just turning them in at half time. I left to go see my girlfriend after the first half and never saw the rest of the game. 
unc
Does it count that I worked for a family friend at home. My summer/Xmas and Easter job was working at 3Ks Farm Market (which sadly is no more). Summers were more loading the deliveries to the restaurants/etc and later in the afternoon was working the register/restock. Generally between 10-6 5 days a wk.
Xmas and Easter made 1000s of fruit baskets or carrying them to cars etc.
Loved the job and would've been great if I were in pubic school at home was cake but fun!
It's how I got town money and got money to see some shows at the Hershey Theatre etc.
I worked at The Hershey Lodge as a dishwasher. I actually liked it because they had the different restraunts and bars that everthing was brought to the same place. I remember the waitresses with the short dresses and the frilly panties. The bad part was the walk back to Ridgeview. Someone check the miles for me, I know it was quite a ways. And when there weren't dishes to wash we cracked clams.
I was in the first or second group that was allowed to work. It beat the heck out of sitting around the house all summer, so I jumped on it. Used it as a great excuse to leave everyday, whether I went to work or not. And made really sure I didn't return until the same time every night. Being in the first groups they had not thought about the pay checks. Before they realized it I had a pretty good bank account built up.
I'm sure they figured it out and changed the program after I left, but it was a great way to spend the summer. And working the rigged games was a great learning experience.
and it still does. Just now I get paid more. Actually a LOT more.
I worked at Hershey Park, and Pizza Hutt, I can't remember which was first, but I had a blast doing both. I worked at some restaraunt near the Coal Cracker selling Pizza and burgers. I can remember how lame the food was, and how fricken expensive it was too.
I was a cook at Pizza Hutt too. I liked that, I would always get the extra pizza's and bring them home for snacks for the guys. I remember one time, (not at band camp) I delivered Pizza to Vian. I had a couple buddies lived in that unit, and they would always ask me to "hook them UP" so I did. That job was actually very fruitfull, I got a girlfriend from it. Later I got a job as a manager of a store here in Florida when I was like 22 or something.
later,
Don C. 89
I think..no I know that I would've sold them back down the river. The place works you hard, but the perk is that you get to hang with kids all day long. No excuse for thievery.
I worked there for about 6 weeks in August-September 1977 at the Souvenier Shop. It was my first exposure of seeing fellow co-workers taking money from the register and pocketing it.
Bob Newton '78
I didn't work at the park while I was in the Milt. But I did work the employee cafeteria during the summer of 88. I was so bad...I would "miss" ringing items up. I don't know how many people I gave free food to. And it wasn't just people I knew.
I spent two summers working for Uncle Milt at the park. Well, three if you count working for a vendor who did video photography. I understand Tom Mckenzie's comments. I wasn't charming any of the lovely ladies at the Milt. Like I said before about the hooking deal...not for myself...only because I needed the diversion. Anyway, the park years were lots of fun, and I somehow managed to be fairly well liked amongst that crazy bunch. The summer that I graduated, I stayed with my reliefs, the Brazells, with the ever entertaining Bob Pettis. We wanted to stay after for a rides party. We tried all day to get a hold of the Brazells, but we had no luck. There was even this hot girl who was begging me to go. She said I wouldn't be disappointed or something like that. So, the end of the night came, and I closed out the Pirat (where I was workin g that night). Bob and my plan was simple. Go out and beg!! How sad? Well, we started runing to the time clock to punch out....and ran smack dab into one of the light posts at the corner of the Musicboxs Theater. I knocked it off the base..shattered the lightbulbs inside..snapped the wooded post at the concrete. Oh, detail...I ran smack into it with my face. No rides party..no hookup. Only a scratch, bloody nose, and the ER. I prbobaly should've destroyed myself in some fashion, but no just my pride. True story..I can't make shit like this up because I live it.
Roger
their mom moved out there,one came home from Penn State for Easter and it was 80 degrees in St. Louie, so she transfered. They other transfered from Pitt the next year. Then I had nobody left on my visitor's log. That sucked.