I grew up in the Rexdale area of Etobicoke in the 1960’s – 70’s and have very fond memories of making the trek down to the Westwood Theatre with my siblings, especially to see Walt Disney movies. As a child this was a magical place for me… the crowds of excited kids, the smell of popcorn in the air, the HUGE screen and the cartoons before each movie. You couldn’t ask for more.
I stopped by the Westwood Theatre this past weekend to take some pictures, because I know its days are numbered, and it’s only a matter of time before the condos spring up there. The old girl is still standing, but she’s a little rough around the edges and the parking lot has been converted to TTC commuter parking. Also, according to a recent Toronto Star article I read, the whole area around the Westwood Theatre, including the police station and snow storage facility to the east, and the Six Points traffic interchange to the northwest, are ripe for re-development. I guess this kind of change is inevitable, but it will be sad to see the Westwood go. I’m glad and grateful however, that it has stood this long, and that I got a chance stop by, reminisce and say one last “goodbye†before the wrecking ball moves in. They can tear down bricks and mortar, but they can’t tear down our treasured childhood memories.
I grew up in the Rexdale area of Etobicoke in the 1960’s – 70’s and have very fond memories of making the trek down to the Westwood Theatre with my siblings, especially to see Walt Disney movies. As a child this was a magical place for me… the crowds of excited kids, the smell of popcorn in the air, the HUGE screen and the cartoons before each movie. You couldn’t ask for more.
I stopped by the Westwood Theatre this past weekend to take some pictures, because I know its days are numbered, and it’s only a matter of time before the condos spring up there. The old girl is still standing, but she’s a little rough around the edges and the parking lot has been converted to TTC commuter parking. Also, according to a recent Toronto Star article I read, the whole area around the Westwood Theatre, including the police station and snow storage facility to the east, and the Six Points traffic interchange to the northwest, are ripe for re-development. I guess this kind of change is inevitable, but it will be sad to see the Westwood go. I’m glad and grateful however, that it has stood this long, and that I got a chance stop by, reminisce and say one last “goodbye†before the wrecking ball moves in. They can tear down bricks and mortar, but they can’t tear down our treasured childhood memories.