I used to love going to the movies there, smiling at the Greek
statues on the sides of the theatre and then they’d stop
the movie in the middle and all the patrons would waltz out to enjoy tiny squares of cake & coffee in the very small front lobby and talk to your fellow patrons. Then lights would flicker to tell you the movie was starting again.
Sweeping, wide stairways on both sides leading to the balcony, yards upon yards of burgundy red velvet drapery,
art deco through and through. The Lincoln was my very favorite movie theatre. It was magic and beauty…at least that’s my memories of it.
I used to love going to the movies there, smiling at the Greek
statues on the sides of the theatre and then they’d stop
the movie in the middle and all the patrons would waltz out to enjoy tiny squares of cake & coffee in the very small front lobby and talk to your fellow patrons. Then lights would flicker to tell you the movie was starting again.
Quirky but endearing.
Sweeping, wide stairways on both sides leading to the balcony, yards upon yards of burgundy red velvet drapery,
art deco through and through. The Lincoln was my very favorite movie theatre. It was magic and beauty…at least that’s my memories of it.