
I remember growing up in small town USA where the Saturday evening entertainment was to go to the movies. Of course that was every other week because the current movie usually ran for two weeks at a time. You purchased your ticket outside the theatre before ever being allowed behind the doors.
The smell of fresh popcorn wafted through the open window. I never cared for popcorn much till I was older. I know, I know, but I didn't. No, once inside I stood in line for a Coke and a roll of Reed Cinnamon candy. I savored the smell and taste of that round Lifesaver like candy with its hot cinnamon taste from the beginning to the end of the movie. It was a pleasant sensation to my senses. To this day when I go to the movies I longingly look for that red familiar package that won't be there.

I found this mural juxtaposed by the theatre doors a little ironic. To me the mural depicts the drive in restaurants of the 'fabulous fifties' where you might go
after the movie. The car hops would be busily skating around the parking lot delivering sizzling hot cheeseburgers, mouth-watering milkshakes, and golden french fries. Sadly our little town didn't have one of those. We had a Dairy Queen where the hot fudge sundaes and coke floats hit the spot on warm summer evenings. We also had the Queen Bee. More than likely that's where I would end up. It was walking distance from the movies. A little place that was always packed, the hamburgers and fries hot and fresh every time, and the jukebox loud and playing everything from country to rock and roll.

It's hard to say what movie poster last graced the glass marquee outside this theatre. Whatever the movie was I sure hope it had a good cartoon at the beginning!

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