Ah, what memories this photo brings back. I was one of the movie projectionists at the Strand during the Summer of Jaws (1975). Then, the next summer, I was not only one of the projectionists, but the janitor. Did I really sweep under each of those 1450 seats every night? Yes, I did! Those days were as much hard-working as they were thrilling, so much so that they merited an entire chapter in my latest novel. I was very privileged to have worked in such a glorious temple of cinema.
Ah, what memories this photo brings back. I was one of the movie projectionists at the Strand during the Summer of Jaws (1975). Then, the next summer, I was not only one of the projectionists, but the janitor. Did I really sweep under each of those 1450 seats every night? Yes, I did! Those days were as much hard-working as they were thrilling, so much so that they merited an entire chapter in my latest novel. I was very privileged to have worked in such a glorious temple of cinema.