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It is a cool Saturday night, and the streets around Superior, Chicago
and Ashland have been cordoned off for the annual carnival at Holy
Innocents Church.
The challenge is issued. "100 shots for three dollars; the red must
be completely out to win the big prize. Come on, give your girl
something to take home besides tired feet." While the gamesman tries to
convince a young man to shoot a target with a makeshift Tommy gun, The
Pharaoh's Fury catapults forward, the sound echoing toward you, then
away as the ride goes trailing off. On the other side of the grounds The
Gravitron makes a slow climb. There is a slight pause as the riders look
down at a sea of people beneath them and see little girls eating funnel
cakes bigger than their faces and a heavyset man in a Bears jersey, his
face illuminated by red and green lights. Suddenly they spiral downward,
grabbing their stomachs like they were going to burst through their
heads.
The neighborhood carnival is as much of a part of the urban summer
tradition as hotdog carts and picnics on the lake. In recent years, the
independent carnival operator has had to stave off challenges from
corporate theme parks, video games and increased insurance costs. They
have also had to overcome the unsavory and often unfair image of the
corrupt, tattooed "stick men" and the freaky carnival sideshow
popularized by movies like "Carny" and the HBO series "Carnivāle."
Since 1977, Windy City Amusements has overcome these obstacles and
then some. Starting off as a single game stand in Anthony Salerno Sr.'s
backyard, Windy City has grown into the largest independent amusement
company in Illinois, with the best safety record as well. The company
owns more than seventy-five rides, food tents, games and concessions,
including the Gravitron, The Submarine, and the 65-foot-high Super Loop,
each of which cost between $500,000 and $750,000.
"We have three units, each one run by one of my sons, Anthony Jr.,
Mark, and Michael," Salerno says. "At any time we can be anywhere
across the metropolitan area, a neighborhood carnival in Chicago, a
larger event in Addison or Berwyn, and we even do the Kane County
Fair."
Although health problems have kept Salerno Sr. away from visiting
Holy Innocents--his son Mike is running the carnival--the event and the
neighborhood are close to his heart.
"I grew up in "The Patch," a tough city neighborhood, between
Grand, Chicago and Western," Salerno, who also attended Wells High
School, says. "I started working at carnivals when I was 17 or 18 years
old and my friend's grandfather owned a carnival near Rockwell and
Huron, which is only a few blocks away. He hired me to work the games,"
Salerno says.
If you've ever gone to a carnival, you have seen "the games."
Some of the more well-known include the balloon games where you either
pop a balloon with a dart or try to fill it with a water gun, various
shooting and target ranges, basketball hoops, baseball speed tosses, and
the famous strongman game where you try to ring the bell by pounding a
rising object with a hammer. After learning his craft, Salerno went on
the road.
"In the winter we went to places like Albuquerque, Tampa,
Shreveport, San Antonio, and little towns all over Texas, Arkansas and
Louisiana," Salerno says. "Everything wasn't on trailers and
hydraulics like it is today," Salerno continues. "We had to pound
stakes, put up the tents and games, haul lumber. As far as eating goes
you asked around if there was a cheap restaurant in town and had maybe
one good meal a day. At night you slept in the trucks if you were lucky
and under a tarp if you weren't."
In doing so, Salerno became part of the legendary, and now almost
forgotten world of the "Carny." In his book, "Freak Show" (1990,
University of Chicago Press), author Robert Bogdan dates the original
carnivals back to the Renaissance, where dancing bears, snake charmers
and other curiosities entertained both peasants and royalty alike. In
the late 1880s through the Great Depression, showmen like P.T. Barnum
toured the country with popular exhibits that later became known as the
"carnival sideshow." These included albinos, giants and dwarfs, freaks
such as the "Frog Boy," "Elastic Skin Man," "Alligator Lady,"
"Popeye, the Man with the Elastic Eyeballs," and even "The Elephant
Man." The sideshow also featured many familiar performers including
fire-eaters, contortionists, "The Human Claw Hammer" and "The Human
Pin-Cushion."
Starting at the end of World War II, the advent of greater hydraulics
and safe, modern technology has made rides like The Pharaoh's Fury and
The Gravitron the main focus. These innovations, combined with a more
humane society and the ability to view freaks on reality-television
shows such as VH-1's "Surreal Life" have taken the sideshow out of the
carnival and put it on TV.
"The carnival sideshow as we know it didn't really disappear until
the late seventies and early eighties," says Art Kozak, who runs the
Tommy Gun Target Game at Windy City. "Actually, it moved to the South,
where carnival sideshows ran until the early nineties. Even today there
is a town in Florida called Gibbstown where all the retired sideshow and
carny folk still live and perform."
Another element of the carnival life that has disappeared is the
stereotypical tattooed "stick man" or barker portrayed in shows like
HBO's now-canceled "Carnivāle."
"In the old days you would go to a town and find people to work,"
Salerno Sr. says. "Maybe you didn't know much about him, maybe he
looked like a drunk, but he needed work and we needed people so no
questions were asked. Now we have to be very careful because communities
screen people and we have to make sure nobody is a bail jumper or has a
record."
"The whole thing has changed," Michael Salerno says. "Everyone
wears uniforms and IDs, and there are strict background checks."
In fact, Windy City has the best safety record in the state, and for
that matter one of the best in the nation. Although the company does
provide jobs to neighborhood people to work concessions, the majority of
Windy City's employees are full-time, including Kozak, who has been with
the company since 1986.
This unparalleled record for safety has helped companies like Windy
City survive the advent of the large corporate theme parks like Six
Flags Great America and Cedar Point. Like a carnival version of
McDonald's or Bennigan's, these conglomerates appeal to a homogenous
suburban nation with their slick promotions, advertising and mainstream
appeal. But besides their tradition and local charm, neighborhood
carnivals like those put on by Windy City still have many advantages
over the corporate parks.
"Places like this are in the neighborhood, so you don't have to
drive fifty miles and wait in line for two hours to park and another two
hours to get out of the lots," Michael Salerno says. "You can also be
selective about how much you want to spend. Instead of everybody, even
parents who don't want to go on rides, spending the $50 or $60 dollars
to get in, you can spend as little as five dollars for two rides or $15
on weekends for an all-day pass."
Salerno speaks between short bursts on his walkie-talkie, giving
orders to his two dozen or so workers. Most carnivals run from Thursday
through Sunday, but Michael Salerno has been working at Holy Innocents
for several days. With winding cables running across cordoned-off
streets, dozens of trailers, giant lights and humming generators, the
carnival setup is not much different from that of a motion picture or
rock concert.
"We usually break up a carnival late Sunday night, and then start to
set up the next one early Monday," Salerno says as he sits in his
furnished trailer. "The rides at the old place are broken down and
driven off, and then about ten guys put them up again so that the new
show can open up by Wednesday or Thursday."
But on this hot Saturday night the rides are going full force. The
smell of cotton candy fills the air and Bruce Springsteen's "Glory
Days" blasts over the loudspeaker, blending in with the rolling wheels
of the Tilt-A-Whirl and screaming teenagers. Kozak, who is still working
the Tommy Gun Target Game, calls out to another young couple. "100
shots for three dollars; the red must be completely out to win the big
prize."
The young man picks up the toy machine gun as the red target is
propelled forward. Firing away, he obliterates most, but not all of the
red spot. "Maybe next time," Kozak says. Instead of the large stuffed
lion, he hands the young man a smaller, froglike animal. The man hands
the stuffed toy to his girlfriend, and they continue to walk down the
midway, past the food, past the games, and past the trailers. Overhead,
The Gravitron and the Pharaoh's Fury continue to churn away, lights
blinking, teens screaming.
The young man turns around and heads back towards a game called
"Fishy, Fishy."
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