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Post by marshamae on Feb 9, 2021 20:49:36 GMT
That’s my story too Pinky. I am an old, with a complicated mom and a colicky tummy. I was a child who was difficult to watch but mom discovered that going to the movies kept me quiet for two hours, and gave her some much needed relief from daily life. She loved the movies and we went at least twice a week to a downtown theater. The first one I remember is Disney’s Peter Pan which completely captivated me. Another is the Wizard of Oz when I was three or four. We came in late and TGE witch was throwing a ball of fire. I was terrified but enthralled. I followed up with the old movies on TV and cemented my love for classics at college film series. I finally found living in Paris in the 70’s a chance to revel in classic films. The city was filled with repertoire Theaters that showed classic programs , 5 different films a day. I had a wonderful time seeing old classics in a big screen in a theater where you could smoke, and eat chocolate covered Grand Marnier Eskimo pies.
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