When I was growing up in Cedar Falls, hamburger “joints,” such as Henry’s, or the Pink Elephant, or the root beer drive-in (Duds ‘n Suds), along with the giant tenderloin stand (Murphy’s Chuckwagon) joined Newberry’s hand dipped ice cream shop, and the Steamboat restaurant as possible places for families to eat out. None of these were chains; all were privately or “family” owned. This was before pizza came into the scene, so it was pre-Shakeys, pre-Pizza Huts, and way before Godfathers.