As a kid in the early 70’s I loved scary movies..Horror Of Party Beach on Creature Feature? I was six and loved it! So you’d think I wouldn’t scare easy. Not so.. Behind our quaint neighborhood King’s Market in Burlingame, California stood an ominous structure: The Ice Machine!
This isn’t the little box you pull out a bag of ice cubes, this was a huge structure that could fit ten standing adults. It worked like a regular vending machine, you put quarters in a slot and out comes a big block of ice. People needed ice for their highballs back then. And refrigerators were still pretty basic back in the 70’s. Anyway, why did this thing scare me so much?
It was the bumping noises inside; when you’re a kid you associate bumping with life, so, “My god something is alive in there making ice!” my young mind concluded. I’d be fine as long as I steer clear of it. Then one early evening my mom stopped by King’s to get some staples or what not and we parked relatively close to that scary behemoth. My eye’s widened. The front of the Ice Machine’s front was open!
Now you’d think this would dispel any fears I would have of this creepy structure; I would be able to see its inner-workings. It just made it worse. Thick frost was billowing out and through it I could barely see the man-thing who toiled day and night to make ice. He was scraping the ice off the floor or some kind of maintenance. I was in Mommy’s Cadillac, so I felt pretty safe. Nevertheless my mind mind was made up, that Ice Machine was to be avoided at all cost!