On my last visit there when I was boatswain, about 1960, we ended the day by bowling a game of duckpins in an open air pavilion. Duckpins are like ten pins only much smaller, and the balls weigh only three pounds. The game was invented to be played on smaller alleys than ten pin alleys, that bar owners in Baltimore and Washington had installed.
At the end of the game, you rolled a quarter down the gutter to pay the pin boys for their service. Unfortunately, we had spent our last money to play the game and had nothing left to pay them. We shrugged our apologies and began to run when we saw that they weren't in a forgiving mood.
We grabbed the stern lines and cast off as soon as we jumped aboard the Gig. Two boys on the foredeck began hauling in on the anchor line as I started the engine, and the pin boys gave us a hearty farewell by heaving loose boards from the dock at us.
Those who could not afford the price of a ticket on the steamship rode the trolley from Baltimore to Pleasure Island where a less elegant amusement park waited. The trollies sped along Sparrows Point where the British had marched to attack the city while their ships bombarded Fort McHenry. They rolled past the Bethlehem Steel Works and Sparrows Point Ship Yards, crossed a narrow wooden trestle bridge and discharged their passengers on the island.
The amusement park was closed and abandoned in 1960 after storms washed away the bridge and damaged the park beyond repair. I passed the island many times but we never stopped. After 1960, there was no reason.