Did you stay in the car at the drive-in movies?
My brother was just a baby at the time and we were set up in
the back seat of the family station wagon. There were pillows, blankets and
stuffed animals all around us. We had on sweatshirts over our pajamas. It was
thrilling to be outside in our pjs at night. This was a special occasion for
us: we were at the drive-in.
I can
remember so clearly, the smell of the Jiffy Pop that my mom made for us. In the
days before microwaves, this was a real treat and enjoyed only occasionally.
The unpopped kernels came packaged in a covered aluminum pie tin contraption,
with a handle. You slid and shook this thing across the heat of your stove and
in a few minutes, the top had puffed out and the wonderful, hot popped corn was
inside.
When we were
kids, there were always two movies at the drive-in. The first was usually a
kid-friendly cartoon, the second a first-run adult movie. The idea was for us
to nod off after ours, so the adults could enjoy theirs. Of course we couldn’t
resist fiddling with the heavy, metal boxes that hung precariously from the
slightly lowered glass of the car windows. This was the speaker through which distant
and crackly voices emerged. The speaker was attached to a pole by a thick wire
and we were admonished time and again not to pull on it. Yeah, sure.
At the
front of the parking field, just before the huge screen, there was a playground
with swings and a rickety slide. We wanted desperately to play on those things
while we waited for it to get dark enough for the show to begin. Nothing doing, said our parents, we were encamped and no one was going to miss a moment of the movie. From the
concession ads to the final check that the speakers weren’t still attached to
the car, a trip to the drive-in was an adventure indeed.
When we hit our teen years, we considered the admission price to be a group fee. Two would sit in the front of the car and pass by the small booth, handing over the pooled resources of the group sneaking through the adjacent corn field at the same moment. We thought we were getting away with something. Who wanted to pay for a ticket when you could put that money to good use at the concession stand?
It all
began in 1933 when Richard Hollingshead rigged up the first drive-in movie in
his backyard in Camden, New Jersey. As he tweaked his big idea, looked for an improvement on his little radio hidden behind the screen that had been nailed to a few
trees. He contacted RCA Co. which devised a directional sound system and the
drive-in movie on a large scale became a possibility. The idea grew in
popularity through the 1950s, taking a brief hiatus during the mid-40s when the
US was focused on the war effort. Construction of these outdoor theatres
flattened out in the 1970s and by the end of the 80s, they began to close.
Cable TV and VCRs were taking over as new forms of family entertainment.
Recently,
drive-in movies are enjoying a resurgence world-wide with theatres being
restored and new construction taking place in the mid-West in particular.
Nostalgia seems to be the driving factor. Lord knows we all have plenty of
electronic gadgets in our homes to keep us occupied. Now, we look to the great
outdoors for family-friendly entertainment.
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ReplyDeleteHi Sue! I was able to read the blog so it must be working. I don't remember going to the drive-in when I was growing up but I remember going with friends when I was in high school and then again when my son was a youngster. Jiffy Pop for sure!! There is one drive-in about an hour away from me here in Oregon and I always feel sad and nostalgic when I see one that is closed down and overgrown with weeds. Thanks for the memories!! Linda Snelgrove
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