I met my first wife at the Fox in 1966 and I owe it all to Mr. Spector, the manager. She was then Marie Bassano and she worked at night selling tickets in the kiosk in front of the theater. My friends and I would “cruise the drag” at night and one night I saw her in the kiosk. I caught her eye and she smiled. Eventually I got the nerve to talk to her while she was selling tickets and every few minutes Mr. Spector would walk out in his tux to check on her (and me),so to avoid being chased away I’d have to keep buying tickets. Even at 25 or 50 cents a ticket it cost me more than a dinner just to talk to Marie. I always felt that I single-handedly subsidized the theater for at least a year! If it had not been for the Fox Theater I’d never have met my beautiful wife of 25 years!
I met my first wife at the Fox in 1966 and I owe it all to Mr. Spector, the manager. She was then Marie Bassano and she worked at night selling tickets in the kiosk in front of the theater. My friends and I would “cruise the drag” at night and one night I saw her in the kiosk. I caught her eye and she smiled. Eventually I got the nerve to talk to her while she was selling tickets and every few minutes Mr. Spector would walk out in his tux to check on her (and me),so to avoid being chased away I’d have to keep buying tickets. Even at 25 or 50 cents a ticket it cost me more than a dinner just to talk to Marie. I always felt that I single-handedly subsidized the theater for at least a year! If it had not been for the Fox Theater I’d never have met my beautiful wife of 25 years!