I was born in 1952 and remember the HUB Theater very well. Every Sunday my four sisters and I spent the afternoon there to give my parents a break. The floors were always sticky with chewing gum and the theater permeated like popcorn Heaven! As kids we thought we could get away with something without our parents but the HUB had ushers in uniforms with big flashlights and they acted like the secret police (maybe they were Catholic nuns in disquise, I don’t know)! Anyone caught talking or goofing off got escorted out the door so we learned quickly to behave ourselves. Next door was Bravermans and their hamburgers were about a pound each. I especially loved the ones that were smothered in onions. Yes! Those were the good old days!
I was born in 1952 and remember the HUB Theater very well. Every Sunday my four sisters and I spent the afternoon there to give my parents a break. The floors were always sticky with chewing gum and the theater permeated like popcorn Heaven! As kids we thought we could get away with something without our parents but the HUB had ushers in uniforms with big flashlights and they acted like the secret police (maybe they were Catholic nuns in disquise, I don’t know)! Anyone caught talking or goofing off got escorted out the door so we learned quickly to behave ourselves. Next door was Bravermans and their hamburgers were about a pound each. I especially loved the ones that were smothered in onions. Yes! Those were the good old days!