I remember the Glen Theatre very well. When I was a kid, a lady named Miss Mandy Reese used to drive me, my cousin Bo, and a good friend of ours named Wicky Boyd from Palmetto, Ga. to Decatur every Saturday morning to clean the place up. This was back in the late fifties-early sixties. Miss Mandy would pay us fifty cents each, and we could keep any loose change that we found.
I remember the Glen Theatre very well. When I was a kid, a lady named Miss Mandy Reese used to drive me, my cousin Bo, and a good friend of ours named Wicky Boyd from Palmetto, Ga. to Decatur every Saturday morning to clean the place up. This was back in the late fifties-early sixties. Miss Mandy would pay us fifty cents each, and we could keep any loose change that we found.