I don't remember the name of the theater as I was too young. However, I remember Saturday Matinees. I remember when Movie Stars came to the theater and one was Pat O'Brien. I sat on his lap and remember him telling me he wanted to take me home. I felt like I was sitting on top of the world. I saw Elizabeth Taylor, Allan Ladd, and many other stars for the first time in my life. Being the child of a Coal Miner we didn't have much money . So, my brother would pay to go in and when the Usher ( remember the guy's with the flash light) would turn his back . My brother would run down to the Exit door and let me and my sisters in. I wonder how many other children got in the same way? I remember chasing the Ice Wagon on a hot day just to get the chips of ice. The truck that had extra Watermelons and would toss one to my brother, who would throw it into the air, break it.apart. The piece would cover my little face. I have never had watermelon that good again in my life. I remember that wonderful cool smell it had. When it was cooler I remember pulling the wagon to the tracks from the coal being hauled away to pick up the pieces that feel off the train. To bring home to help keep warm on cooler days. . That is how poor the Coal Miners were, but oh, what Love they gave us. If I could have one person at my Thanksgiving table it would be my DAD....He would make up for all the rest of the ancestors. A Coal Miners Daughter... Now we all know why Loretta Lynn wrote that song. God Bless you Dad...