I watched the Arcadia burn down when I was about 11 or 12. My father woke me up one morning and said “The Arcadia Theater’s burning down! Let’s go watch!” I remember standing there watching, still dressed in my pajamas. There was a tall neon sign for the theater that gradually collapsed into the building as fire consumed the structure. It’s still a vivid memory, a really sad day. It was Harlingen’s movie palace, a lot fancier than the Rialto. Although I also have fond memories of the Rialto, which is still there on main street.
I watched the Arcadia burn down when I was about 11 or 12. My father woke me up one morning and said “The Arcadia Theater’s burning down! Let’s go watch!” I remember standing there watching, still dressed in my pajamas. There was a tall neon sign for the theater that gradually collapsed into the building as fire consumed the structure. It’s still a vivid memory, a really sad day. It was Harlingen’s movie palace, a lot fancier than the Rialto. Although I also have fond memories of the Rialto, which is still there on main street.