I went to the Ambassador in the ‘50s and also, less frequently, to the Pitkin. At the Ambassador there was a children’s section, with a matron who did not hesitate to shine her flashlight on boisterous kids,, and that was where we were required to sit. The Saturday show included two movies (if I remember correctly) and cartoons and a newsreel. I went with my brother, who was two years older than me. We walked from Hegeman Avenue and East 98th Street, near Beth-El (Brookdale) hospital. There were no problems with crime at that time.
You could not hear the IRT – but, then, if you lived near the IRT, as many people did, you learned not to hear it. I went there quite often growing up – one of the treats was that it was air conditioned (air-cooled?) in the summer. The luncheonette across the street was the Murder Inc. headquarters in the 1930s and 40s.
My older cousin took me to a rock and roll show at the Paramount when I was a child – I remember standing on the seat.
I went to the Ambassador in the ‘50s and also, less frequently, to the Pitkin. At the Ambassador there was a children’s section, with a matron who did not hesitate to shine her flashlight on boisterous kids,, and that was where we were required to sit. The Saturday show included two movies (if I remember correctly) and cartoons and a newsreel. I went with my brother, who was two years older than me. We walked from Hegeman Avenue and East 98th Street, near Beth-El (Brookdale) hospital. There were no problems with crime at that time.
You could not hear the IRT – but, then, if you lived near the IRT, as many people did, you learned not to hear it. I went there quite often growing up – one of the treats was that it was air conditioned (air-cooled?) in the summer. The luncheonette across the street was the Murder Inc. headquarters in the 1930s and 40s.
My older cousin took me to a rock and roll show at the Paramount when I was a child – I remember standing on the seat.