The Ghost and Mr. Chicken. The Jungle Book. Batman. The Love Bug. Escape from the Planet of the Apes. Blazing Saddles. Rocky. It’s Alive. Car Wash. Stir Crazy. Saturday Night Fever.
Those are just some of the movies I remember seeing at the Avalon Theater in Easton, Maryland, when I was a kid.
When I was little we’d go to the Avalon’s Saturday matinees. Mom would drop me and a friend off for a couple hours while she shopped. The Avalon would run Woody Woodpecker cartoons and old movies that you could also sometimes catch on Sunday morning if you happened to be watching Channel 13 instead of attending Sunday school like a good boy.
As a young teen, friend’s older siblings got us into see schlocky R-rated horror movies and comedies, while my parents took me to…
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