Intolerance in West Seattle
I don’t know how I heard about it. It was probably a movie ad in the newspaper, perhaps brought to my attention by my dad, who regularly perused that section…
The All Night Shrinking Man and the Fifty Foot Woman
My girl friend and I usually had a weekly date to meet after work on Friday nights over at her family’s house. We sat on their couch and tuned in…
The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of
Having been awed by Bogart in Casablanca I was eager to see him in other films. So when The Maltese Falcon popped up on the schedule for the Harvard Exit,…
I Join the Army and Assault a House
First day as a freshman at Seattle U was spent in one building, going from table to table, signing up for classes. But the image that sticks in my mind…
Popping Corn and Counting Candy
Some chores as an usher had a weekly rhythm. The day before a billing change meant you had a lot to do. You had to wait until after the last…
Wild Assistant Managers I Have Known
Even though my Dad was the manager and was usually working when I was, I had more contact with his assistants when I was on the job. As manager he…
Everybody Comes to the Harvard Exit
Seattle’s Premier Art House The Boeing company, by association, also had another lasting impact on my life (and on lives of countless other moviegoers in Seattle). Two Boeing engineers, Jim…
Boeing Takes Off for Airport
The Usher Is Watching Too Certain films had scenes which were fun for an usher to check out again and again. Not only to just enjoy the vibe, but also…
SPEED-D-D-D-D-D
My Next Car My next vehicle after the Pontiac was a really sweet ride – a 1965 Chevy Malibu Super Sport. With a baby blue paint job and chrome accents…
Pontiac Descending or I Hit a House
My “New” Car It was the Age of Aquarius. I wasn’t getting a haircut as often and when I did, I made sure the barber left my sideburns long. I…