by Terry Coffey One film that really stands out in my memory is Darby O’Gill and the Little People, a 1959 Disney movie. I was seven years old and did not go to the movies much–I lived in Olive Branch, Mississippi, and you had to go all the way to Memphis to the movies, and we just…
by Donette Lee While I cannot describe my first trip to the movies, I do remember that, when I was in preschool, Mother or Daddy would ask the other: “Do you want to go to the S-H-O-W?” But soon I began to answer, “I want to go, too!” and they had to quit spelling the…
by Carolyn Camper Mann I can’t remember the first movie I went to in the small town where I grew up. However, I do remember a movie that was very special. We lived in Omaha, Nebraska in the early 1960s. My husband, Harry, was on an Air Force “Bootstrap” assignment to complete a Bachelor’s degree in…
As a “bonus” entry for the Horseathon, hosted this weekend by Page of My Love of Old Hollywood, we present a movie memory revolving around one of the most famous “horse pictures” of all, written by our friend Del Oehms Hamilton. When I was growing up, we NEVER called it “going to the movies.” My…
by Kendra Bean I’ve been obsessed with the movies for as long as I can remember, but it wasn’t until my freshman year of college that I really learned to appreciate them. The film class at Sierra College in Rocklin, California was an elective course that attracted the lazy-minded, and those wandering souls who were…
by Leigh Moulden I went to many movies before I could even walk. My parents married young, while my dad was still in college. They could not afford a babysitter, so they would bring me along every time they went to the local drive-in. They would dress me in my pajamas and put me in…
by Ivan G. Shreve, Jr. In conversations with many of my fellow classic movie buffs, I’ve learned that their viewing preferences often originated from their early experiences watching television in their formative years. I am no exception to this—my folks used the “glass furnace” as a babysitter … something I’m sure they later regretted as…
by Nikki S. The first movie I ever saw in a theater was Annie (1982). I was little and don’t remember much about the experience itself, but it was at the Esquire Theater, a movie house that had been in my hometown of Cape Girardeau, Missouri, for decades. As a matter of fact, my uncle…
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