Let me take you back to the late 30’s and early 40’s. Kids price of admission was 11 cents, and yes, there was the matron with the flashlight making sure that we sat in the children’s section. For that price we saw cartoons, a serial cliffhanger that went on from week to week, and if you missed a week, too bad. On top of that was the double- feature (2 full length movies)and a news clip that was called, I think, the ‘Movie Tone News’. My sister and I went every Saturday and had a great time.
Above the theatre was a pool room/billiard parlor, owned by Sam and Artie Black. I was 16 and still getting into the Beverly for 11 cents, but they wouldn’t let me in the pool hall because I didn’t look my age. They told me to bring my father with me to verify my age. Imagine my surprise when my father and I went there, and they greeted him like an old lost friend. It turns out that my father, in what he jokingly referred to as “his mis-pent youth”, was a pool shark who beat the best of them, and had played with the Black brothers. From then on I got in with no trouble. That first day my father and I played he cleaned my clock with his fancy shots.
Next door to the theatre was a hardware store, Scarola’s Pizzeria, a deli and other mom and pop stores. Toward McDonald Ave there was Ebinger’s bakery, a candy store, and the Greater NY Savings Bank on the corner.
Let me take you back to the late 30’s and early 40’s. Kids price of admission was 11 cents, and yes, there was the matron with the flashlight making sure that we sat in the children’s section. For that price we saw cartoons, a serial cliffhanger that went on from week to week, and if you missed a week, too bad. On top of that was the double- feature (2 full length movies)and a news clip that was called, I think, the ‘Movie Tone News’. My sister and I went every Saturday and had a great time.
Above the theatre was a pool room/billiard parlor, owned by Sam and Artie Black. I was 16 and still getting into the Beverly for 11 cents, but they wouldn’t let me in the pool hall because I didn’t look my age. They told me to bring my father with me to verify my age. Imagine my surprise when my father and I went there, and they greeted him like an old lost friend. It turns out that my father, in what he jokingly referred to as “his mis-pent youth”, was a pool shark who beat the best of them, and had played with the Black brothers. From then on I got in with no trouble. That first day my father and I played he cleaned my clock with his fancy shots.
Next door to the theatre was a hardware store, Scarola’s Pizzeria, a deli and other mom and pop stores. Toward McDonald Ave there was Ebinger’s bakery, a candy store, and the Greater NY Savings Bank on the corner.
Vic A.