And What About the RKO Theatre . . .
And what about the RKO Theatre . . .
We went there often -- Almost every Friday. My mom and I would walk from Fernhill to State Fair, take the bus to Woodward, get on the street car to the theatre where we would meet my dad. He got there by bus/street car from where he worked. We would eat at Sanders; often a sandwich and a hot fudge sundae [[so yummmmmy!) for desert. They had these little trays that fastened on the counter and dropped down to table height level above each stool. Then we ALWAYS went next door to the popcorn store on the corner where my dad bought a BIG bag of Carmel Corn to take to the DOUBLE FEATURE movie at the RKO. And then at 10 p.m. or so, we would ride streetcar and bus back and then walk home.
With never a care for our safety.
Seven Mile/State Fair -- Woodward/John R
Me 'n Rocky [[my puppy) were driving down the road the other day and I was thinking, once again, of my old neighborhood and how it was 60 years ago.
SIXTY YEARS AGO?????? AAAACCCKKKKK!!!!!
Rocky looked up at me -- and said --
[[he doesn't actually 'talk", I read his mind thru his eyes)
"You need to say a prayer every day for sixty days, representing the sixty years you didn't, asking God to cover this neighborhood with His cloak of Love and Protection so that, once again, families and children will have a safe place to play and live."
So I did. And I am. Counting down from 60, today is #58.
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