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RamessesII commented about Sheridan Drive-In on Feb 13, 2006 at 6:25 pm

I was also an usher at this drive-in and it was a local favorite: possibly the classiest of our area’s outdoor theatres. A favorite part of working there, was patrolling the field, after the movies were over and almost all the cars had pulled out… except for those very few that remained, because their occupants had fallen asleep during the movies. Shining our flashlights into those vehicles never failed to provide laughs and quite often, XXX-Rated entertainment for us ushers. You’d be surprised at how many people fall asleep, naked, at a drive-in!

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RamessesII commented about AMC Chicago Ridge 6 on Feb 13, 2006 at 7:27 am

I was an usher at the old “Studio Theater” during the late summer and thru the fall of 1963. As such, I also filled in at the “Starlite Drive-In”, which was right behind the “Studio”. It was a cush job and helped me meet lots of teenaged girls. The movie “Bye Bye Birdie” came out that summer and it seems like I must have seen it at least a thousand times! Behind the drive-in was the local garbage dump and it has often been reported that scenes from the granddaddy of all slasher films: “Blood Feast”, was filmed there. But, I am fairly certain that those scenes were filmed at a different dump… most garbage dumps looked pretty much the same, in those days. Just east of the “Studio” there was a discount store, but it’s name actually was “Terry’s Discount…” (“Center” or “Store”; I’m not certain on that last word, any longer.) The manager of the “Studio”, in those days, was Frank McCrindle; the girl in charge of the concessions was named Carol; the assistant manager was Bob Goldberg and he drove a cherry, blue, 1960 Chevy convertible; his girlfriend’s name was Donna. There was also another usher, whose name was Bill, but I don’t remember his last name. Bob and I wound up getting fired from our jobs, because Bob had keys to the theater and decided to throw an after-hours party there one night; I was dumb enough to go along with the idea…. :–) So much for the “Summer of ‘63”… and the fall….