I would like to make a correction to Chuck’s comment. The theater actually closed sometime in the late 60’s or early 70’s. My father was a projectionist there until the late 50’s and I can remember as a married adult in the late 60’s that the theater was open. In fact, it was only a half-block from where I lived. My best (or worst) memory of the theater was when they got their 3D projector and dad took me to the theater to test it out. I was about 7 or 8 and of course, with nobody in the theater, I sat in the front row. There I was with those goofy cardboard glasses on when the movie fired up. The very first thing was a leopard leaping at me out of the screen. I was out of my seat and up in the projection booth in 3 seconds flat. It scared the ever lovin buJesus out of me. Those were the days.
I would like to make a correction to Chuck’s comment. The theater actually closed sometime in the late 60’s or early 70’s. My father was a projectionist there until the late 50’s and I can remember as a married adult in the late 60’s that the theater was open. In fact, it was only a half-block from where I lived. My best (or worst) memory of the theater was when they got their 3D projector and dad took me to the theater to test it out. I was about 7 or 8 and of course, with nobody in the theater, I sat in the front row. There I was with those goofy cardboard glasses on when the movie fired up. The very first thing was a leopard leaping at me out of the screen. I was out of my seat and up in the projection booth in 3 seconds flat. It scared the ever lovin buJesus out of me. Those were the days.