I worked as an usher at the Majestic Theater in Houston from ‘61 to '63. One of the memories that I remember was on Saturday nights one of the ushers would have to carry a box of film for the sneak preview which was played only as the last show on Saturday night. We carried this film from the Met down on Main Street, several blocks away.
The parking area in front of the theater was a faviorite place for the guys to part the muscle cars from the '50s and '60s.
I remember that the assistent head-usher had his '59 Fury with dual carbs, … well, that’s another story.
Sometimes after closing, the ushers along with some of the consession workers would drive down to a local diner until the wee hours of the morning. These were good times.
Ron Barbee
I worked as an usher at the Majestic Theater in Houston from ‘61 to '63. One of the memories that I remember was on Saturday nights one of the ushers would have to carry a box of film for the sneak preview which was played only as the last show on Saturday night. We carried this film from the Met down on Main Street, several blocks away.
The parking area in front of the theater was a faviorite place for the guys to part the muscle cars from the '50s and '60s.
I remember that the assistent head-usher had his '59 Fury with dual carbs, … well, that’s another story.
Sometimes after closing, the ushers along with some of the consession workers would drive down to a local diner until the wee hours of the morning. These were good times.
Ron Barbee