Titty flick central in the mid-60’s. You could smoke joints & sip beer in the balcony, and the mafia types who ran it didn’t care if you were only 17. It was like going to Times Square for teenage suburban wanna-be hipsters. And the ‘joke’ store next door was a classic hangout too. My Mom would have kiled me if she knew I ever went there. It was a 20 minute bus ride from my house near Wantagh Avenue and the A&P. But worth it!
how about the soft-core “t*tty” flicks at the “Fine Arts” in Hempstead? A true educational experience for us sheltered suburban innocents. Pretty lightweight compared to today’s super-smut…
Use to go there in the 50’s and 60’s. Saw Day the Earth Stood Still, Godzilla, Rodan, Them, Day of the Triffids, Crawling Eye, and every Hammer Horror film ever made. They even had Flash Gordon serials between shows. The place was a babysitter for the neighborhood on Saturdays. Poor ushers! It was like the premiere scene from Ed Wood, with hails of Jujube’s and Good & Plenty’s flying through the air at the poor schmuck unlucky enough to have the flashlight. The bathrooms were foul, but the popcorn had real butter. I also miss Jahn’s ice cream parlor next door to the old Meadowbrook theatre. That was the site of everyone’s first date. If you could finish the humongous “Kitchen Sink” ice cream extravaganza, you didn’t have to pay the $6 it cost. It came in a cardboard sink. people ran outside in a hurry if the sink began to “back up” barf-wise. Levittown kids were blessed in all departments back then. So many things to do, and cheaply too. It was a different America in many ways. It was WAAAAAY better for kids in a lot of aspects. We all ran wild in the asphalt streets without worrying about kidnappers, molesters, gangbangers or crackheads. I used to skateboard all over the May’s Mall area with my buddies from Division Avenue. Gilgo Beach surf-rats one and all.
Titty flick central in the mid-60’s. You could smoke joints & sip beer in the balcony, and the mafia types who ran it didn’t care if you were only 17. It was like going to Times Square for teenage suburban wanna-be hipsters. And the ‘joke’ store next door was a classic hangout too. My Mom would have kiled me if she knew I ever went there. It was a 20 minute bus ride from my house near Wantagh Avenue and the A&P. But worth it!
how about the soft-core “t*tty” flicks at the “Fine Arts” in Hempstead? A true educational experience for us sheltered suburban innocents. Pretty lightweight compared to today’s super-smut…
Use to go there in the 50’s and 60’s. Saw Day the Earth Stood Still, Godzilla, Rodan, Them, Day of the Triffids, Crawling Eye, and every Hammer Horror film ever made. They even had Flash Gordon serials between shows. The place was a babysitter for the neighborhood on Saturdays. Poor ushers! It was like the premiere scene from Ed Wood, with hails of Jujube’s and Good & Plenty’s flying through the air at the poor schmuck unlucky enough to have the flashlight. The bathrooms were foul, but the popcorn had real butter. I also miss Jahn’s ice cream parlor next door to the old Meadowbrook theatre. That was the site of everyone’s first date. If you could finish the humongous “Kitchen Sink” ice cream extravaganza, you didn’t have to pay the $6 it cost. It came in a cardboard sink. people ran outside in a hurry if the sink began to “back up” barf-wise. Levittown kids were blessed in all departments back then. So many things to do, and cheaply too. It was a different America in many ways. It was WAAAAAY better for kids in a lot of aspects. We all ran wild in the asphalt streets without worrying about kidnappers, molesters, gangbangers or crackheads. I used to skateboard all over the May’s Mall area with my buddies from Division Avenue. Gilgo Beach surf-rats one and all.