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Memory Page
Have a memory of a night at the Raleigh Road
Outdoor Theatre? Write to us at: outdoortheatre@aol.com and we will post your memory on this page.
Here is a recent
letter we received: (Monday, July 31st)
I live in Hampton, VA and the nearest drive-in is over two hours away. I have
been wanting to see a movie at a drive-in for some time to relive childhood memories. I investigated websites for theaters
in Virginia, North Carolina and Maryland. We chose to visit your theater last Saturday to see Superman Returns and The Lake
House. We checked into a hotel and sat watching the terrible lightning that we were sure would cancel the movies. To our delight,
you were open.
My husband and I just wanted you to know how much we enjoyed your theater. Everything was tidy and
clean from the restrooms to the food stand. There was not a piece of litter to be seen. Your business provided just the memory
we had been seeking--a return to yesteryear, where life was a bit simpler.
I see that you have only recently taken
over the theater. I wish you well and perhaps we will vist again.
Carol
"Moonglo" Memories from th 60's
submitted by Bonnie:
I was young, but allowed to date on Saturday nights, but was told not to go to the drive-in-movie,
but of course being a stubborn teen, did it anyway. One night while at the movie, near the front row, my then boyfriend handed
me a cigarette to toss out the window, before I threw it out, I took a puff from it... not knowing that my mom and dad were
in the car right behind us... before I knew what was happening, my dad's head was in the window, asking, "What are you doing
with that cigarette, and I better never see you do that again". It scared me to death...for my dad never said anything to
me about anything. It was good that I had already thrown it out, for if I hadn't, I would have swallowed it, right then and
there.... Another time, I was there with the same boyfriend, and of course, was doing a little kissing. Again, my mom and
dad were parked near us, and again, I got the surprise visit at the window, to say the least, not a pleasant one....
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