Six Flags Over Georgia in Atlanta is still going strong. I have a ton of memories of that place. Concert pavilions were mentioned above. I saw Billy Preston play one there. It was the first time I watched a performer that I had no doubt whatsoever was coked out of his mind. This was when he had charted with "Outaspace" and "Nothing from Nothing", so he had a bit of popular material to work with. He was doing the full James Brown dance schitck, only he was moving at about 90 miles an hour and never ever stopped. It was wild. I about had a coronary just watching him go.
The year after I quit working there was the first year that they offered a season ticket to the park. It was $25, so I snapped one up. All it cost to go was the stupidly expensive parking, which could not be avoided. I never ate there, again stupidly expensive, plus I knew enough about what went on in Food and Beverage behind the scenes to avoid it like the plague. I'll never forget going up the employee access path behind a Baskin-Robbins to chat up a girl I knew who worked there and finding an employee out back of the shop with his bare feet in a half empty ice cream container, cooling them off.
Anyhow, I still knew a lot of people there and I'd go hang out and chase girls, both park visitors and employees. My success rate was a lot higher there than anywhere else at that time. I met my first steady girlfriend there, the girl who copped my cherry. We're still in touch, lo these many years and a couple of her ex-husbands later.