Sixteen and 2001
VIEWING AN ICONIC FILM “Open the pod bay doors, HAL.” Dave was intent on dismantling HAL. And HAL knew it. And I was watching with intensity. Would Dave be successful…
THE USHER’S NIGHTMARE
The Stuff Dreams Are Made Of Out of the fullness of our days our dreams speak. We spend a lot of time on our jobs. And a lot of thought…
Bildungsroman Anyone?
Summer’s Over – Back to School The busy summer was coming to an end. At the theater in May the Duke had gotten things rolling in ‘The War Wagon.’ Then…
THE SOUND OF ORGAN MUSIC
Sound Tracks File it under the heading: the soundtrack of your life. We sojourners of the 20th and 21st centuries all have them. The swirling vibrations of the times we…
The Blue and the Pink
Drenched in Blue Our uniforms weren’t the only things blue. Part of the General Cinema identity, or “brand” as it’s called nowadays, were the shadow box screens in all their…
Sorry Sir, but you’ll have to leave your bomb outside
Going to Work I was all of fifteen, and could now get a job. All I needed was a work permit which was no problem at all, and a job.…
Grasshopper Assaults Builder of the Constitution – News @ 11
Home Is Where the Heart Is In Brockton, we lived in a second floor apartment on Spring Street. Its entrance was via a stairway at the back whose last flight…
I Left It at the Barber’s
Trekking to the Movies in Brockton My father’s new theater was the Cinema 1 and 2 in Brockton, Massachusetts. The building was in the parking lot of the Westgate Mall.…
Honors Are for Skipping
South of Boston I only spent one year in junior high. I’ll explain. We moved to Brockton Massachusetts the fall after I graduated from Saltonstall School in Salem. It had…
Poem Recital – the Shame and the Glory
The Problem with Me I started out as a child. A shy child. Introverted was the word for it. And it did not go unnoticed, in particular among the teachers…