My husband (boyfriend in the early 80’s) worked as the projectionist at the Warner when Lou ran the theatre. I’d hang out watching the movies from the booth and after hours we’d explore every nook and cranny of that wonderful place. I still have pix somewhere of the fresco that was on the ceiling of the balcony lobby. I remember wanting to go back when they closed and take the old carbon arc spot light that had been there since the 1930’s and the sea-shell shaped brass water fountain that was in the down stairs lobby, I wish I had. When we drove by it as it laid in ruins I cried like crazy, what a horrible loss.
My husband (boyfriend in the early 80’s) worked as the projectionist at the Warner when Lou ran the theatre. I’d hang out watching the movies from the booth and after hours we’d explore every nook and cranny of that wonderful place. I still have pix somewhere of the fresco that was on the ceiling of the balcony lobby. I remember wanting to go back when they closed and take the old carbon arc spot light that had been there since the 1930’s and the sea-shell shaped brass water fountain that was in the down stairs lobby, I wish I had. When we drove by it as it laid in ruins I cried like crazy, what a horrible loss.