When I was tiny, we’d watch movies at the Drive-in Theatre. We’d go early, while it was still light, to get the best spot. Not too far from the snack bar and bathrooms.
Giant Popcorn, extra butter and salt, a coke for Mom, a thermos of something for Dad, a baggie of home-packed candies for us kids.
My brother and I, in our jammies, loved playing on the playground—with one eye on the cartoons barely visible in the dusk.
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Published on February 21, 2026 05:30