The first time I remember going to the movies was in 1994 at the age of five. It was the first outing that my sister and I were privy to that didn't involve coloring mats, kid's menus, or a playground. This was something adults got to do, this was something magical.
The Regal theatre didn't appear to be very large driving past it on the street a couple of times a week, but walking in through the entrance everything appeared larger and more grand. The lobby checkered with posters of coming attractions and standees for summer blockbusters. Four hallways led to sixteen individual screens for that weekend's exhibitions.
My father handed me my ticket and I ran quickly to hand it to the older gentleman in a red satin vest. "Is this your first show?" he asked, I nodded enthusiastically to signal yes. "Well enjoy the show" he added as he gave me the bottom half of the stub and pointed the way to the movie I was going to see, the film in question being Disney's The Lion King.
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