Although drive-in movie theaters were beginning to become relics of the past when I was growing up, I do have a rather clear memory of being taken to see Close Encounters of the Third Kind when I was about three. I haven’t seen the movie since, but there’s one scene that stays with me in that film because it’s been burned into my memory. Continue reading “And now, on with the show . . .”
Lovin' the shiny and the retro
