I thought in honor of Father’s Day I would reblog this post I wrote last year about my dad. Happy Father’s Day, and happy memories to all those who no longer have their dads with them.
My dad, who passed away almost 15 years ago, loved movies. He watched them all the time. We were the first people in our building to get HBO (back when you got a box that only transmitted HBO), the first to get a VCR (a really clunky, early model that lasted way longer than subsequent replacements). We used to kid my dad because he would tape almost every movie he watched. We called him “The Mad Taper.”
He would take me and my sister to the movies a lot, mostly at Ft. Totten, an Army base that had a 50 cent movie theater. (Dad was, ahem, a tad on the thrifty side.) We saw movies like Jaws, The Taking of Pelham 1 2 3 (the original), and The Towering Inferno.
One time the movie theater was closed for some reason, but they still showed the movie–Carrie with Sissy Spacek–in a…
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