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From: "Lynn Vondran AT&T" <>
Subject: Re: [PD-LIFE] Re: PADUTCH-LIFE-D Digest V03 #75
Date: Thu, 6 Mar 2003 15:17:59 -0500
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My uncle tells a similar story...weren't those old movies great for stirring
the imagination!!!!!! After the movie, they took a shortcut through the
cemetery in Pottsville, up to Boone St. I can't tell the story from memory,
but have it somewhere.
Anyway, my mom use to really get into scarring my friends and I after we
begged to stay up, during a sleepover, to watch Double Chiller Theatre on a
Saturday night. It started at midnight, and we would take mom's big bolster
pillow to the lvingroom and put it, on the floor, the required distance from
the TV :o) and watch these movies until the wee hours of the morning...but,
we had to take a nap in the afternoon if we wanted to stay up that late.
And, WOW, did we have imaginations!!!!!!
Sounds like Joyce and her friend let their's run "wild", too :o)
Lynn

Joyce wrote

> Vee - I am new to the site and not from PA ( just my ancestors were! )
but
> your talking about roller skating reminded me - for some odd reason - on
one
> of my MOST scary moments. I was a young teenager living in a very small
town
> of Apache, OK and with two friends attended a mid-night movie on a
Saturday
> night. Afterwards, we walked one friend home and then my best friend and
near
> neighbor and I started home. First , let me tell you the movie was about a
> Werewolf - and next let me tell you that we had a full eclipse of the moon
> that night - but no one had told us about this (early 40s didn't have TV
and
> weather reports!!! ). So , as we walked home the big, bright moon started
to
> disappear - and we walked faster, the closer we got to home, the less
moon.
> THEN just about a block and a half from home the moon DIED and a dog
HOWLED -
> Well, my friend and I literally broke the door down trying to get into my
> house. Scared my dad to death and we were too frightened to tell him what
> happened - being a father of a teenage daughter he thought the WORST and
just
> knew we had been attacked. Sure took a while to get everything
straightened
> out - and then, big blabber-mouth that he was, ( he owned a small cafe and
> the story was just TOO GOOD over morning coffee) every single soul in town
> knew about it before dark. OH! woe is me! Took a while to live that
down!!!



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