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Guest blog by Rochelle Sturman – March 5, 2014

One of the classes I teach is on Tuesday afternoon and it is called Women’s Legacy.  This wonderful story came about as a result of the class.  Thank you Rochelle for sharing with us!

 Saturday nights in the summer  were special.   When dusk cloaked the sky, we piled  into my parents tan Chevrolet, and cruised down Fredericksburg road, a busy thoroughfare  dotted  with taco shops (not Del Taco) but real tacos with home made shells deep fried in grease, filled with pulled beef spiced with chili and cumin and crisp lettuce and ruby red tomatoes.  We breezed  past Chinese eateries with exotic names, auto repair shops tattered beauty salons and lonely insurance agencies, their small neon signs g lowing in the dusk.

What was our destination?  The drive-in movie with its promise of larger
than life stars emoting under  star filled skies.
After my Dad paid, so much per car load, not $10.00 a ticket, probably $2.00 for four
of us, he found a good spot , in the middle, not too close and not too far  from the screen. He  placed a small(about 5/7) sound
transmitter to the front window so we could hear the dialogue and the music.
If we wanted a little fun and exercise, swing sets  awaited.  The parents could supervise, sitting on
wood slated chairs   on a grassy   green postage stamp playground.
But , more importantly, we had to go to the concession stand .  We bought  huge
bags of just popped  corn with the promise of endless crunchy bites, dripping
with hot melted butter.  No $7.00 bags of popped air,, probably  more like 50 cents a bag to feed
the four of us.  We each selected a candy bar…….my sister and I loved Mars bars…robed in dark chocolate
with a crunchy almond on each small twin bar. Or we chose a caramel smooth Milky Way blanketed with
milk chocolate. I don’t remember exactly what we drank, but I am sure it wasn’t diet coke, probably
Dr. Pepper.
My sister and I jostled for space in the back seat but  soon settled, down staring wondrously at the  40 foot screen, jutting up into the sky .
Velvet darkness spread.
The screen lit up with a riot of color and  exploded cacophony of music and sound. The stars filled the  screen and stars filled the sky with mysterious and playful winks.  We were entranced by the actors  on the screen, the ever graceful Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers,
the aquatic prowess of Esther Williams, the laugher evoked by Red Skeleton, the heightening sense of adventure as the Lone
Ranger, with Tonto at his side, subdued the bad guys, white Stetson placed firmly on his head , his boots  squarely  in his stirrups, riding proudly into the west.  We giggled at Abbott and Costello with “who’s on first and what’s on second” and grinned gleefully at the antics of the Marx brothers.  When It was time to go home, we were sleepy but filled with memories of  the make believe world we visited on a warm summer night deep in the heart of Texas.
Yes, that was a happy time, drenched in the sweetness of innocence,  coddled in the safety of our  little family circle and
enchanted by  movies that  showed us a different, exciting and adventurous  world, seen from the secure confines
of our 1942 Chevrolet.
Rochelle SturmanIMG_3981
March 3, 2014

5 Comments to “Guest blog by Rochelle Sturman – March 5, 2014”

  1. Very nice writing Rochelle!

  2. Lovely memories!
    Could have been New Jersey,
    minus the taco shops!

  3. Terrific piece. Wonderful writing capturing the period so well….wonderful descriptive phrases. It brought back memories of my going to a drive-in with my trunk loaded with people who got out only when we inside so they wouldn’t have to pay. On cold nights the drive-ins even supplied heaters to put on the window along with the sound thing. Nice work, Rochelle, keep it up.

  4. Wow it’s beautiful those were memories
    that took me and sisters back to when both
    Of them took me and their children to my
    first driving here in California.
    Thanks for the memories

  5. Well, Rochelle, I just thought you hung around to be with the “in” crowd, and here you sneak in some writing that is “WOW”
    Encore! With love, Melitas

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