Karen: The drive-in theater, that All-American icon, is sadly nearly extinct. It was a place for the whole family to bundle up in the station wagon (kids, put on your pajamas!) and go see a film -or two. Or, if you were in your teen years, it might have been the spot of many an amorous adventure! Care to share any memories of the Drive-In?
I'll start: I was just a tot but I was terribly excited that we were going to go see Planet of the Apes at our local drive-in. Mom and Dad did the usual -they put blankets and pillows in the back of the station wagon for me and my brother, and off we went. Before the movie started, we cavorted in the little playground behind the snack bar, waiting for it to get dark. Finally the cartoons began and we returned to the car. After watching a few of those, the movie finally came on. I watched enthralled through the astronauts crashing on the mysterious planet, exploring, being chased through the tall grass, and then, inexplicably, I fell asleep. Hey, I was only 4! I awoke as my Dad started the engine. What? It was over? Where were the apes? I had to wait til the film was shown on TV a few years later to actually find out!
