My Dad Joe (91) and his brother Bill were regulars to this theater when they were little boys. They grew up on Van Kirk Street and could walk to it on a Saturday afternoon. They would buy pretzels outside from a vendor — five for a nickle and spread with mustard. The movies then cost ten cents which covered a full afternoon of entertainment — cartoons, ongoing serial and the main feature. The theater was nicknamed the “Flee Bite” by Dad and his brother and friends.
My Dad Joe (91) and his brother Bill were regulars to this theater when they were little boys. They grew up on Van Kirk Street and could walk to it on a Saturday afternoon. They would buy pretzels outside from a vendor — five for a nickle and spread with mustard. The movies then cost ten cents which covered a full afternoon of entertainment — cartoons, ongoing serial and the main feature. The theater was nicknamed the “Flee Bite” by Dad and his brother and friends.