That’s the car, Laura! And I DO remember him coming to the theatre on his motorcycle, with the jacket, helmet and suit. I’d forgotten about that, but the memories are back. In fact, unless I’m mistaken – which could easily be the case, we had an alley that we let people out of theatre one to (our candy storage room was right by that exit). I THINK your dad would sometimes bring the motorcycle in that door where it was out of the way. I was so sorry that he left the theatre. The funny thing is that I was the one person he recommended to the new owners and they ended up absolutely HATING me — which, of course, made me miss him even more.
Your dad was actually the first person to give me a job. At the ripe old age of 14 I was made a matinee usher, because my cousin was the assistant manager of the theatre. In fact, at the time I lived in North Shirley and on Saturday mornings he would pick me up on Wm. Floyd Parkway in what I always felt was a really tiny red car, and drive me to the theatre. I really enjoyed working with him.
I remember that marquee well — I actually fell off of it when I was changing the letters.
I was there when the theatre opened in the late 1960s (I was eight or nine), and I worked there on and off from 1974 to 1982, so if anyone has any questions about it, I’d be happy to answer if I can.
By the way, when the theatre first opened, the supermarket that was in the shopping center was Bohacks. Additionally, the Shirley Post Office was in the same shopping center as was Howard Johnson’s, which someone else mentioned.
That’s the car, Laura! And I DO remember him coming to the theatre on his motorcycle, with the jacket, helmet and suit. I’d forgotten about that, but the memories are back. In fact, unless I’m mistaken – which could easily be the case, we had an alley that we let people out of theatre one to (our candy storage room was right by that exit). I THINK your dad would sometimes bring the motorcycle in that door where it was out of the way. I was so sorry that he left the theatre. The funny thing is that I was the one person he recommended to the new owners and they ended up absolutely HATING me — which, of course, made me miss him even more.
Hi Laura,
Your dad was actually the first person to give me a job. At the ripe old age of 14 I was made a matinee usher, because my cousin was the assistant manager of the theatre. In fact, at the time I lived in North Shirley and on Saturday mornings he would pick me up on Wm. Floyd Parkway in what I always felt was a really tiny red car, and drive me to the theatre. I really enjoyed working with him.
I remember that marquee well — I actually fell off of it when I was changing the letters.
I was there when the theatre opened in the late 1960s (I was eight or nine), and I worked there on and off from 1974 to 1982, so if anyone has any questions about it, I’d be happy to answer if I can.
By the way, when the theatre first opened, the supermarket that was in the shopping center was Bohacks. Additionally, the Shirley Post Office was in the same shopping center as was Howard Johnson’s, which someone else mentioned.