I grew up in the ‘60’s on 25th and Ruby, one block off of Teutonia, walking distance from the Egyptian.
When I was an early teenager, it was popular to go to the Saturday matinee (.75) to make out. Not make out in the present day sense; flouncing up and down the aisles with another friend,tossing your hair and subtly flirting in general, or trying to get a shy glance of your target crush. Saturday matinees were entirely teenagers, free from watchful eyes of grownups, so there was a lot of stealthy smoking going on in the bathrooms and up in the back of the balcony the “fast” kids were going at it hot and heavy necking and petting; two things kids today would think is hilariously old fashioned and dumb if they knew what it meant.
I grew up in the ‘60’s on 25th and Ruby, one block off of Teutonia, walking distance from the Egyptian. When I was an early teenager, it was popular to go to the Saturday matinee (.75) to make out. Not make out in the present day sense; flouncing up and down the aisles with another friend,tossing your hair and subtly flirting in general, or trying to get a shy glance of your target crush. Saturday matinees were entirely teenagers, free from watchful eyes of grownups, so there was a lot of stealthy smoking going on in the bathrooms and up in the back of the balcony the “fast” kids were going at it hot and heavy necking and petting; two things kids today would think is hilariously old fashioned and dumb if they knew what it meant.