When I was growing up in 1960's Kansas City, a summer night spent at a Drive-In was always something my brothers and I looked forward to. There are four that stand out in my mind, the Boulevard, Twin, I-70 and Blue Ridge. The first three are still alive and well.
We always had a station wagon (my father was a Ford man). We would dress in our pajamas and take some pillows and blankets plus a cooler with some snacks. You could do that then, they didn't care. Arriving at dusk, dad would park backwards so we could stretch out later. There was always a small playground under the screen and we'd head there while ads on the screen encouraged a visit to the concession stand, and how can you go to a theater and not have popcorn? And unlike many theaters today, it was freshly popped. The hamburgers, hotdogs and fries in those foil packets were great.
There was usualy a cartoon or two, some previews, and sometimes a double feature. I remember that clunky gray box (the speaker) that rested on a window rim. Our parents usually brought lawn chairs and sat outside. Hearing the sound was no problem. If a double feature was shown, my brothers and I would often fall asleep before it ended. Arriving at home, our parents would carry us into the house to our beds.
Good times, good times...
We always had a station wagon (my father was a Ford man). We would dress in our pajamas and take some pillows and blankets plus a cooler with some snacks. You could do that then, they didn't care. Arriving at dusk, dad would park backwards so we could stretch out later. There was always a small playground under the screen and we'd head there while ads on the screen encouraged a visit to the concession stand, and how can you go to a theater and not have popcorn? And unlike many theaters today, it was freshly popped. The hamburgers, hotdogs and fries in those foil packets were great.
There was usualy a cartoon or two, some previews, and sometimes a double feature. I remember that clunky gray box (the speaker) that rested on a window rim. Our parents usually brought lawn chairs and sat outside. Hearing the sound was no problem. If a double feature was shown, my brothers and I would often fall asleep before it ended. Arriving at home, our parents would carry us into the house to our beds.
Good times, good times...
