For
the Christmas of 1946, before there was ever such a thing as go-carts,
Bob’s dad made him a midget racer, which was powered by a Maytag washing
machine motor. After seeing what he had done, their next door neighbor
approached him about combining their skills and building rides which
they could run on the weekends, to make extra money. To start off, they
built a miniature train, which was put on a track that circled their
house at 2232 E. 8th Street in Tulsa, Oklahoma. They didn’t charge for
the rides, so it was kind of like a testing ground for them. Later, his
parents progressed to building small rides, which were placed on a
playground, under the big screen at the local drive-in theaters. After
two or three years his dad and the neighbor dissolved and the neighbor
went on to become a land developer, but Bob’s dad continued to make
rides.
Bell’s Amusement Park became an Icon to the City of Tulsa. I doubt
if there is anyone in Tulsa who hasn’t experienced at least one time a
stroll through the park. At first glance, I don’t think I expected
Bob Bell to have the kind of heart, I saw in him the day of our
interview. When I first saw him at the gate, he was busily attending to
the functioning of a ride. He appeared to be a man in a hat, with a
pair of blue jeans on that was totally consumed in work. However, as we
went inside to talk, I saw a tenderness from this man, which brought
tears to my eyes. I asked him, if there was anything he would change in
his life, if he could? His words were “If you change anything, it
changes everything. I can’t even imagine not having the wife I have, or
the children I have, or my role in life. So No, I wouldn’t change a
thing.” “Wow, I thought.”
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