GETTING MORE TALE #648: “The Mall”
For the first 23 or 24 years of my life, Stanley Park Mall was my epicenter. If I said “Mom, I’m going to the mall!” she knew where I meant. It wasn’t the biggest mall, and certainly not the best. But it was my mall.
This very typical mall, on Ottawa Street in Kitchener, opened in 1969. It was nothing special. There was nowhere to buy music, until it expanded with a Zellers store circa 1973. As small children, we weren’t interested in music yet. Instead it was Zellers’ toy section that had us enthralled.
In 1977 my mother took me to Stanley Park to look for a birthday present for a neighbor named John Schipper, older brother of my best friend Bob. “Look mom! The movie we just saw!” I exclaimed as I laid eyes on my first Star Wars figures. My mom bought C3P0 for John, and R2D2 for me, so we could play together. Little did she know what she got me into, by buying my first Star Wars figure at that Zellers store. But to be fair, who could have known?
The mall also had a bank, and my dad soon transferred there as its manager. I used to feel like such a big shot, strolling into my dad’s office. He’d let us sit at his desk and play with his calculator and telephone. I can even remember helping him with spelling on an internal memo! Once, when my sister was sitting in his chair, she pushed the button for the silent alarm. “Hmmm, this doesn’t do anything,” she thought. After she left, the cops arrived in force to answer the alarm. My dad realised what happened too late!
With my dad working there, plus the Zellers store, it was our main destination for shopping or just being kids. It was walking distance from home. When I was old enough to cross streets by myself, my friends and I made regular trips on our bikes. The Little Short Stop store was our main hangout. We would buy candy, pop, chips, comic books, and Star Wars or Indiana Jones cards. I managed to get a full set of The Empire Strikes Back, and Raiders of the Lost Ark. I got them slowly, pack by pack, and by trading with friends. There was a neighbor who had the one Indiana Jones card I still needed called “I Hate Snakes”. A trade was made and I completed my set. I wish I knew what happened to all the doubles and triples of those cards.
When I was older, that Little Short Stop was my store for amassing a huge collection of rock and wrestling magazines. Hit Parader was my main title and I had a complete set of every issue from 1987-1990.
The mall was also right close to our grade school. Many of my friends would “cut through” the mall as a short cut to get home. One fellow, Chris, tells me he was sometimes chased around by mall security. Naughty kid.
I remember there was a short-lived video store there. My dad refused to rent the Twisted Sister Stay Hungry video for me. He didn’t like the look of the “guy with the ham bone” on the front cover.
In 1987, something remarkable happened. Stanley Park Mall got its first actual record store: A&A Records and Tapes. Suddenly I had close access to all kinds of music, including 12” singles. I remember flipping through their Aerosmith and Europe singles, thinking “Woah, there are songs here I have never heard of.”
We still checked Zellers, but A&A became the place for us. In fact there were even A&A coupons on the back of every box of Kellogg’s Frosted Flakes. $1.00 off tapes! We sure cashed in a lot of A&A coupons that year. I loved checking out their front charts too. Vinyl was still happening, and the front chart was a big huge display of records. Much larger and more eye catching than a CD chart. I remember rejoicing when Judas Priest’s Ram It Down was on it.
I have clear memories of Bob Schipper and I walking to the mall in early April of 1988 to pick up a new release. Two copies of course; one for each of us. Iron Maiden’s Seventh Son of a Seventh Son was an album we had been looking forward to, and we both got it on that cold Saturday in April 1988. (It took a while to adjust to the new Maiden sound, but Bob’s immediate favourite was “Infinite Dreams”.)
In 1989 I got my first real job, and it was at that very mall. The grocery store Zehrs was my first pay cheque. I cut my hair short for that job and was teased for it at school. Not only that, but suddenly I also needed glasses! It was a pretty drastic image change. But it was a cool work experience. Not only was I working at Zehrs with my best friend Bob, but my dad was still working in the mall too. All three of us in one place!
I was pretty loyal to A&A during those years at the mall, but in 1990 they went under. The last thing I ever bought at an A&A (though a different location) was a CD of Steve Vai’s Flex-Able and some blank tapes.
Yet every cloud has a silver lining. A former employee of A&A Records at our mall location decided to open a business of his own. Guess who he went to for the Visa setup? My dad! Six months after A&A closed, he opened his own record store in that mall. The rest is history. The store that I now call “The Record Store” hired me on in July of 1994. And he’s still in business in 2018, albeit not in that mall anymore which suffered a slow and steady decline in the 90s.
There are no record stores in the mall anymore. Zellers went under, and Walmart took over. Their tiny little entertainment section is the only place to buy a CD. The bank is still there, and so is the grocery store, but my Little Short Shop is long gone. There isn’t much left. No Baskin Robbins, no 31 flavors. Bargain shops and discount stores have replaced all the places I used to frequent as a kid. Sad, but not unexpected.
The strange thing is, as much as the mall has changed, I still get a huge shot of nostalgia when I walk into that Walmart that used to be my Zellers. Like a déjà vu, suddenly I am hit with the memory of finding a rare GI Joe, or flipping through Judas Priest tapes. The mall I knew from long ago is no longer the same, but the memory remains.
A lovely story Mike, my only question is: Was there a gaming place at your mall? Ours was called Spaceport and that’s where you were most likely to find me in the early 80s. Playing games like Bezerk, Crazy Climbers and eventually Donkey Kong.
Yes there was at one time beside George Kadwell records can’t remember the name but it only lasted a few years. After that Pepis Pizza had a couple machines to play on.
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Hey Mike thanks for that info!
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Great story! My sis and I frequented the City Centre in downtown Sudbury (now rebranded to the Rainbow Centre). It was where we spent our Saturdays and had everything you needed in there. I remember the year I started high school, the mall expanded to a second storey, taking over Towers that closed down. There was an A&A in there and another music store, Off the Record. Sadly, the second story shops closed down one by one, Zellers closed, Eaton’s closed, the grocery and pharmacy closed…2 years ago my sis and I went in there to shop. It is a shell of its former self. Half of it is taken over by a telemarketing firm…the rest is shitty little shops. I remember the mall being bright and welcoming. It certainly isn’t now. Dark. Lighting is bad. Sort of speaks to the struggles of the community these days.
I don’t remember having anything like this when I was wee, but we had the Barras! That was our weekend ‘one stop venue’… music, food, toys, comics… an arcade. You name it.
Always love a good collection of mall memories! It is kinda strange how malls were such an epicenter of our youth, and now, they are barely hanging on by a thread. Whenever I go into one of my local malls here in suburban Detroit, I get a sad feeling, because I used to spend so much time in malls through my life and now, it’s very rarely. So many of the storefronts that were nationally-known franchises have been closed and replaced by independent, fly-by-night businesses.
Those were the days. That mall had a coffee shop, a restaurant and Zellers had a restaurant. Too. Now the only place to get a coffee is Zehrs! We had some nice stores in those days. Malls are now out of fashion it seems.
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I remember you sure loved J’s Boutique! Boy we sure had to wait a long time outside that store :)
I can relate to the part time grocery store pay cheques being spent on music at the mall – and as of last month, I can also relate to needing glasses!
Wow, that’s one of THOSE places in your life. Super cool story, thanks!
Loved this. Funnily enough I was spending an hour or two the other night looking at photographs of abandoned US malls, all a bit George Romero.
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A bunch of those pictures came up as I searched for one of Stanley Park Mall. You’re right. You could set a pretty cool zombie video game in those photos.
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It was the Concord Mall in Dunlap when I was younger. Musicland, Super Sounds, and Waldenbooks. Loved that place. As I got older it was Glenbrook Mall in Fort Wayne. Ice rink, food court, and National Record Mart. Blondies Cookies and the Gold Mine for our arcade needs.
The mall is the 80s working at its best, but it was also a place for community and hanging out. It was like hanging out in the biggest living room or basement ever, with everything you’d ever need. Dates, dinners, shopping, and hanging with friends. What’s not to love?
Loved this one.