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Now THAT transported me to many memory places TC! My very first job when I was 14 or 15 was running the concession at the local cinema…which at the time was a small candy and popcorn counter. I can still remember exactly the smell of the buttery popcorn on my clothes after I got home. My mom was such a movie lover. It was her escape along with the LP crooners she listened to. She took me to plenty of movies. I was way, way too little to even understand what Elizabeth Taylor was up to in Butterfield 8. But I know when we were older, my siblings and I saved some from our allowance to get to the movies when we could. Best part of working the candy counter was I could go watch whatever movie was playing.

I just love Hollywood tales. Told from a writer’s perspective is absolutely fascinating.

Let’s hope th-th-th-that’s not all folks!

And didn’t Jack Nicholson get his start with Roger Corman?

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And Vincent Price in his escapades in the horror genre?

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Vincent was such a charming guy. The total exact opposite of his characters. Had the best art collection I ever saw besides Billy Wilder's. Now in an art museum where poor kids can see it and be inspired.

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