Yvonne Chandler, co-owner of the Wolly with her husband Arthur, passed away a few weeks ago. She used to run the ticket booth in the latter days of the theater, while Arthur ran concessions and the projector. My wife and I’d go for Dollar Nights (Tuesdays?) and have a cheap date with a slice of pizza on the corner, a dish of ice cream at Brigham’s, and perhaps some pastries to take home from O'Brien’s Bakery. All gone now, and that was less than 20 years ago.
Heh, the first time I ever saw a nekkid lady was at the Neponset Drive-In. They were doing double features at the time, the first one kid-friendly, the second more adult. So after the first one, my parents would bed me and my brothers down in the back of the station wagon and enjoy the second feature.
I was always a restless fellow, and picked my head up to see the aforementioned nekkid lady on the screen, floating underwater, feet in cement. Given the timing – we moved out of the area in January 1970 – that had to be Lady In Cement, the 1968 Sinatra/Welch movie.
Still there on the 2019 street view too. Heh, in today’s climate, I wonder how long that hokey souvenir shop with the faux wigwam and Indian chief status is going to stick around … if COVID hasn’t killed it off already.
A sad, sad hour when this was torn down, which was sometime in the early 90s, as I recall. I grew up in the town next door, and as soon as my lot got licenses, we’d pile into cars for the show. The big E.M. Lowe’s sign was a landmark on the highway.
Erm, this isn’t an active movie theater, and hasn’t been for a bunch of years now. Strictly a stage theater.
I won’t say I saw a LOT of films there – we’d drive to Kingston and the Kingston Drive-In – but I did see a few.
They wound up having that Plasmatics concert in the Wolly instead, of all places.
Anyway, the Strand was the first place I ever saw a movie; I was all of three years old.
Yvonne Chandler, co-owner of the Wolly with her husband Arthur, passed away a few weeks ago. She used to run the ticket booth in the latter days of the theater, while Arthur ran concessions and the projector. My wife and I’d go for Dollar Nights (Tuesdays?) and have a cheap date with a slice of pizza on the corner, a dish of ice cream at Brigham’s, and perhaps some pastries to take home from O'Brien’s Bakery. All gone now, and that was less than 20 years ago.
Can we rightly say that it was “demolished?” The building still stands.
Also, the address is incorrect; it’s 34 Main Street Extension, and a couple blocks from Leyden Street.
Heh, the first time I ever saw a nekkid lady was at the Neponset Drive-In. They were doing double features at the time, the first one kid-friendly, the second more adult. So after the first one, my parents would bed me and my brothers down in the back of the station wagon and enjoy the second feature.
I was always a restless fellow, and picked my head up to see the aforementioned nekkid lady on the screen, floating underwater, feet in cement. Given the timing – we moved out of the area in January 1970 – that had to be Lady In Cement, the 1968 Sinatra/Welch movie.
Still there on the 2019 street view too. Heh, in today’s climate, I wonder how long that hokey souvenir shop with the faux wigwam and Indian chief status is going to stick around … if COVID hasn’t killed it off already.
A sad, sad hour when this was torn down, which was sometime in the early 90s, as I recall. I grew up in the town next door, and as soon as my lot got licenses, we’d pile into cars for the show. The big E.M. Lowe’s sign was a landmark on the highway.
Good bloody riddance, too. I was living in Quincy when the cinema shut down, the staff was unutterably rude, and the facilities decidedly mediocre.
Gah, what a pity; I worked in the building for several years in the 1990s.