Source: Alan Harvard
This was my GROWING-UP movie house. 1946-1953 +/-. Double features, nickel popcorn, the Lash LaRue or Flash Gordon, etc SERIALS and of course the CARTOONS. My routine was this: I had a quarter. That bought me a ticket (13 cents) popcorn (5 cents) two 100-candy dot strips, leaving me a nickel to call home to get permission to stay longer. Then THAT DAY came!
As I put the nickel into the pay phone I didn't get the familiar dial tone. Instead an operator came on and told me I had to put in another nickel. YEP. that was the day the Detroit rates went to 10 cents. I panicked. No amount of pleading with her helped. So I ran home hoping to explain that I tried. mom and dad's laughter gave a whole new meaning to the expression LOL! Funny and fun what you remember!.