Maggie, at From Cave Walls, and Lauren, at LSS Attitude of Gratitude, alternate hosting Throwback Thursday. The idea of the prompt is for them to give us a topic and for us to write a post in which we share our own memories or experiences about the given topic. This week, Lauren chose the topic of “Going to the Movies.”
Do you remember specific times you went to indoor movies or drive in theatres?
I can’t remember the titles or dates of any specific movies, but I remember when I was a kid (maybe starting around ten years old), my mother would give me a dollar to go to the Saturday matinee at our local theater. They usually had a double feature, either horror movies, science fiction movies, or comedies. It cost 50¢ (25¢ each way) for the bus, 25¢ for a ticket to get into the theater, and 25¢ for a box of popcorn.
In my later teens, once my friends and I got driver’s licenses, we often went to the local drive-in theater on Friday or Saturday nights. It was $1.00 a carload and usually between three and five of us would pile into whichever of our parents one of us could persuade to let us use their car that night.
Do you remember the first time for either?
As I said, I don’t remember the specific movies, but I loved going to the movies and went as often as I could starting at a fairly young age.
Do you remember going with friends and not parents?
I don’t remember my parents ever taking me to the movies, but I had two older sisters who would occasionally invite me to tag along to a movie with one or both of them. But they liked either musicals or romantic movies, which I didn’t particularly care for, so most of the movies I saw were with friends.
Please share one or more experiences about going to the movies.
Lauren reminded us that this is a family-friendly blog, so I’ll be cognizant of that and spare any details that might be more than PG-rated. That said, one day when I was about 23 or 24, two girls I worked with told me they were going to the movies after work one night and asked me if I’d care to join them. I didn’t have any other plans, so I agreed. What I didn’t know was that the movie they picked out — I wish I could remember the movie’s name, but I can’t — was essentially a soft-core porn flick. At the conclusion of the movie the girls invited me to go back to the apartment of one of them. Suffice it to say that that night I experienced my first — and only, it turned out — ménage à trois.