I also worked at the Wyandotte Theater from probably 1967 t0 1971. It was my first job and I was an usherette,then later a cashier.The best times for me were when the show was so full there was standing room only. Those were the days of James Bond movies and Clint Eastwood westerns. The manager, Mr. Robert Denial had such a loud voice, you could hear him over the entire theater, and I think most kids were afraid of him. Back then, an usherette actually seated you with her flashlight and patrolled the aisles every 15 minutes. Saturday matinees were filled with kids dropped off by their parents and we had to keep them in line. No running, feet off the seats, quiet down, etc. Anyone who didn’t behave would be kicked out. After the matinee there were popcorn boxes and spilled popcorn everywhere that had to be cleaned up by the janitor before the evening show. We often helped in picking up the popcorn boxes. I quit working when I got married and since my reception was right down the block at the old Oddfellows Hall (an old 2 story house made into a hall, now gone) I lead everyone in the Grand March down the street to the show and through the lobby to say hello to my boss Dave. Mr. Denial was no longer there as he went over to the new Southland Theater. Great memories. I went and got a brick from the demolition site.
I also worked at the Wyandotte Theater from probably 1967 t0 1971. It was my first job and I was an usherette,then later a cashier.The best times for me were when the show was so full there was standing room only. Those were the days of James Bond movies and Clint Eastwood westerns. The manager, Mr. Robert Denial had such a loud voice, you could hear him over the entire theater, and I think most kids were afraid of him. Back then, an usherette actually seated you with her flashlight and patrolled the aisles every 15 minutes. Saturday matinees were filled with kids dropped off by their parents and we had to keep them in line. No running, feet off the seats, quiet down, etc. Anyone who didn’t behave would be kicked out. After the matinee there were popcorn boxes and spilled popcorn everywhere that had to be cleaned up by the janitor before the evening show. We often helped in picking up the popcorn boxes. I quit working when I got married and since my reception was right down the block at the old Oddfellows Hall (an old 2 story house made into a hall, now gone) I lead everyone in the Grand March down the street to the show and through the lobby to say hello to my boss Dave. Mr. Denial was no longer there as he went over to the new Southland Theater. Great memories. I went and got a brick from the demolition site.