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ramullen: I don’t recall knowing your mom, but I probably did. She and my mom, Mary Ann Thompson likely knew each other well. We were always finding stuff, wallets, combs, jackets, hats, sweaters, and an occasional pair of panties. There used to be a box in the ticket window for lost & found things. The strangest was a big ring of keys. We found out when they came to retreive the ring that it belonged to an employee of the Savings & Loan office over by the Pancake house. Those were good days. I loved that theater.
Don’t confuse Centennial with South Drive-in. Two different theaters. South Drive-in was at Windermere and Bellview. Centennial was down by the Dog Track. Centennial had two screens, one North, one South. The concession was shared by both sides. Both were great theaters. I spent a LOT of time at both in the late 50’s and early 60’s.
The Managers name was Breck Fagan. Mr. Fagan would often raise the house lights right after the cartoons, and threaten all of us “Malcontents” with horrible things if we acted up. Following his speech, he would motion to John Slott, Master Projectionist to go ahead and start the main feature. KUDY was the first radio station on the second floor, followed by KMOR then KDKO. Among us kids, we had heard that children acting up and brought to the Manager’s office would never be seen again. We really believed that. My mom and I used to clean the theater. I always feared Mr. Fagan. (actually he was a nice old fellow). He loved to intimidate kids. He would always provide jobs for older kids, 16, 17 18. Ushers, concessions, tickets, etc. I egg-shampooed his car at his home one Halloween. He died of a heart attack a few weeks later. I still feel guilty about egging his car. I sure miss Woodlawn.