In 1950 when I went to the Roundup as a kid we would go there in cowboy attire and check our capguns at the desk where they would all be hung on a pegboard with a claim check. Then we could see the movies but not be able to shoot our guns during them. Very cute. Everything else was cowboy also. A veritable boy’s fantasyland. Addio, Colonello and Addio, Roundup.
In 1950 when I went to the Roundup as a kid we would go there in cowboy attire and check our capguns at the desk where they would all be hung on a pegboard with a claim check. Then we could see the movies but not be able to shoot our guns during them. Very cute. Everything else was cowboy also. A veritable boy’s fantasyland. Addio, Colonello and Addio, Roundup.