As a child from the ages of 4 to 7 (1954-1957) my family lived on the corner of Clayton and Lincoln in El Cerrito. On Saturday nights in the summer at early dusk I’d occasionally climb on the roof of our house along with my sister and brother and try to watch the El Cerrito Drive-In movies. We never really knew what we were watching but it was always fun to pretend that we were there. Sometimes other kids in the neighborhood who lived near that corner were also up on their roofs. We never worried about falling off and apparently our parents didn’t either. As much as I enjoyed The Plaza when it was built I missed that old drive-in and the old adobe house.
As a child from the ages of 4 to 7 (1954-1957) my family lived on the corner of Clayton and Lincoln in El Cerrito. On Saturday nights in the summer at early dusk I’d occasionally climb on the roof of our house along with my sister and brother and try to watch the El Cerrito Drive-In movies. We never really knew what we were watching but it was always fun to pretend that we were there. Sometimes other kids in the neighborhood who lived near that corner were also up on their roofs. We never worried about falling off and apparently our parents didn’t either. As much as I enjoyed The Plaza when it was built I missed that old drive-in and the old adobe house.