Lola at the Coffee House

They stopped the Sat matinees when I was about 12 (1962). It was a sad day cause we would see some really sappy sci-fi mpvies, and a whole bunch of cartoons for about 50 or 75 cents

They stopped the Sat matinees when I was about 12 (1962). It was a sad day cause we would see some really sappy sci-fi mpvies, and a whole bunch of cartoons for about 50 or 75 cents

There was one about space aliens, led by a woman, I recall.

Even though the theaters were still cesspits

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The only sci-fi I remember from those days was a serial based on either Flash Gordon or Buck Rogers. Flash Gordon, I'm pretty sure. I get the two mixed up sometimes. I remember, even at that age, thinking it was pretty stupid to have swordfights in a movie where everybody carried a ray-gun.

At that time there was 3D sci-fi movies... poor tech red-blue color or green...cardboard/cellophane glasses), There was 13 Ghosts....ummm Fall of the House of Usher (Vincent Price?).

House of Wax, I believe was the first 3D movie. The first one I saw was Creature from the black Lagoon.

I remember The Time MAchine with Yvette Mimeux. (J had the little boy hots for her-)
Mothra was about 1964 and was more funny than scary. (The Japanese Sci Fis were so damn primitive that you could see the puppet wires.

That's not primitive fm. It's primitive when you can't see them.

That Thai Salad, looks good but wait till I post you guys photos here, of THE best Thai dishes, gonna have to learn how to make some of those sauces, these guys here in Aussie Land are doing it wrong Yep, off course I took photos of food as well

Be back with them hopefully soon.....

There she is!!!!!!!!!

We went to the State Theatre on Main Street (how Frank Capra can you get?) . We paid .25 to get in and .1o for popcorn and a real nickle Coke.
Sometimes Tex Pavel, a local country and western dude, would be doing a show before the feature. I think they made him sing "Cool, Clear, Water" right at the end of the show so we would all get up to slake our thirst.

I'll have some of that cool water right now.

I hate it when it gets hot. I am not a summer person.

Wassau! ice water pleeeeeeeeeeeeease

I guess I was a cause of some the cess farmerman referred to, or at least I was party to it. My buddy from next door (our homes were on the northside of the town square, the theater was on the southside) and I (don't recall which one of us) had filched a pouch of Beech-Nut chawin' baccy and we each had a jawful sitting on the front row at the matinee. I reckon we were 6 or 7 at the time. I had the damnedest botheration to keep my chaw together. (I could handle a plug alright, but scrap was a devilish thing to deal with.)

We were basically okay until Frank, the big heavyweight owner of the theater made the first of his Saturday afternoon jaunts to the front, where he'd rant and rave at all the kids for raising just half as much hell as he did. It didn't matter spit to him how many parsons and their wives were in the audience, he carried on in a way that'd embarrass a ship's crew. What was worse, in our opinion, was his standing right next to where we had to offload our expectorations, which of course we had to forego while abiding his hanging about. It didn't take long for my buddy to up and clear out, and he unloaded in a grand style half way up the aisle. I wasn't far behind, but I did make it most of the way across the park before I likewise exploded. At least I hadn't swallowed my cud like my pal did his.

Quite a waste of 20¢ to only see two previews, Tom & Jerry and a smidgen of Wild Bill Hickok & Andy Devine. Andy had a lot in common with Frank, except his voice was weaker.

My first movie was the House of Wax. Scary for a little girl of about 7. It cost $.10 for all day. News, cartoons, serial cowboys, yo yo competitions during intermission and the main event movie. Candy was a nickel and the hollywood bar I bought lasted all day. The ceiling at the Lakewood Theater was mirrors and I loved to look up and see myself. Those were mostly good days.........but so are my days now as well.

I think I've found a job. That's good if it's true. I'm waiting to hear.

Fingers crossed.

Every time I write a proposal for my little compay, I am filled with similar anticipation.

Good Luck , you are in social services no?

Good luck. I hope it turns out to your liking.

We are all in social services one way or another.