tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17648001.post5420728130900128574..comments2008-09-15T14:25:15.804-05:00CBChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02846486614406098997noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17648001.post-57374813982906667602008-09-15T14:25:00.000-05:002008-09-15T14:25:00.000-05:00From birth until the 6th grade I could walk to the Heights Theatre. When my friends would get kicked out by the ushers for talking they would run to my house at 5517 Stonewall Rd. I loved that. <BR/><BR/>Every Friday night we would go to the show and then walk to Browning's for cheese dip. We wondered why the waitresses were so grouchy.Katherine Downiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16070093022692368910noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17648001.post-636954305722040012008-01-17T09:34:00.000-06:002008-01-17T09:34:00.000-06:00Man, I miss that theater. I saw Ghostbusters there oh...ten times, I'm guessing. <BR/><BR/>My mom tells me that the Heights Theater was the focal point around her adolescence as well, that Saturdays were always spent at double features. An event.<BR/><BR/>And wow. You've always been a film nerd and now there's photographic proof.John Hornor Jacobshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05773389211713070794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17648001.post-73949983323697484542008-01-15T21:53:00.000-06:002008-01-15T21:53:00.000-06:00To say I love that first picture would be an understatement. Fun to hear you've come full circle, Kermit. A sweet story with a sweeter ending.Paige Jenniferhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06291247610038922542noreply@blogger.com