By Richard Karns Special to the Herald Review My grandson is 14, and the differences in how he sees growing up in\u00a0Reed City is miles apart from what we remember. It is fascinating talking to young\u00a0people and telling them the way it use to be. Jared and I spent several hours together on\u00a0Sunday. When I picked him up, I asked how school was going. He said fine, and that he had\u00a0been bowling, and how much fun he had. He shared with me that it had been about five\u00a0years since he had been bowling. I said I think it is close to 50 for me. He looked at\u00a0me and asked if we had bowling back then and I had to smile. Reed City used to have two\u00a0bowling allies, but the one I remember was run by Howard and Donna Borck in the\u00a0basement of the Osceola Inn; my bothers worked there setting pins. I would go with\u00a0them sometimes, and I liked setting down in the pits watching the pins get knocked down. It\u00a0was the routine after setting the pins to stop at MayBell\u2019s (Nestle Inn) for a hamburger and\u00a0a soft drink. It is hard to imagine now days that a restaurant would stay open until 11 p.m. I was telling Jared that we had a lot of opportunities for entertainment right here in Reed\u00a0City. \u00a0I said we had a theatre that you could go to for a dime, and my grandson said, "A\u00a0dime? How much was popcorn?" \u00a0I told him that I didn\u2019t know, because we didn\u2019t\u00a0buy any. Our routine was to buy a five cent holiday caramel sucker that could last the entire\u00a0movie, though mine never did. I told him that on some Saturdays in the afternoon, my two\u00a0sisters, nephew and I would go to the show. We would watch the serial (one I\u00a0remember was "The Lost Planet," or Superman), and of course the cartoon. If we were\u00a0lucky it could be a double feature. When we reached the age of 12, the cost went up to\u00a025 cents. I got a job cleaning the theatre when I was 16. I remember when in high\u00a0school we would go to the Indian POW Wow on Halloween. We\u00a0would have donuts and cider, then go to a scary movie. Do you remember the Indian\u00a0POW Wows? We had a real community building where many events where held (it\u00a0stood where Rite Aide is now). We would go rollerskating and you could also play\u00a0shuffleboard in the basement. That is where the library was, too. If my memory serves\u00a0me right, Mrs. Veldmen was the librarian. This brought to mind other things that a person growing up in Reed City couldn\u2019t\u00a0believe. Do you remember when a gas station was full service? You would not only buy\u00a0gas, but you got your windshield washed as well. I use to go to Ray Whites Standard\u00a0Station, and Jack Swift always did those things and would check the water level in the\u00a0radiator, too. The amazing thing to try to tell someone of a younger age was that the\u00a0different gas stations would try to entice you to come to their station by including dishes,\u00a0like frosted covered glasses with pictures of different things scenes like the Mackinaw\u00a0Bridge. I remember mom getting a complete set of gold colored glasses with a picture\u00a0and a large plate.