My dad owned this theater in the sixties. It’s great to see photos of it (thank you for sharing them!). He imported movies from Hong Kong and was very proud to be the only theater showing all Chinese movies. I used to hang out in the cashier’s box and spend days walking all over Chinatown by myself. I was 7 years old and Chinatown was the safest part of Manhattan. The movies were all fire-breathing dragons, bright colors and high-pitched singing. It was a wonderful place for childhood memories.
My dad owned this theater in the sixties. It’s great to see photos of it (thank you for sharing them!). He imported movies from Hong Kong and was very proud to be the only theater showing all Chinese movies. I used to hang out in the cashier’s box and spend days walking all over Chinatown by myself. I was 7 years old and Chinatown was the safest part of Manhattan. The movies were all fire-breathing dragons, bright colors and high-pitched singing. It was a wonderful place for childhood memories.