Waiting for Sim: Christmas Eves With the Definitive Scrooge
When growing up in Los Angeles, a singular delight was getting the TV Guide in the Sunday paper and scouring it, pen in hand. My movie search. In the sixties, Los Angeles had the greatest number of TV channels in any city: 2-4-5-7-9-11-13. In trips to San Diego, the Mid-West or anywhere else, you’d be lucky to get two, maybe three channels. And not very good ones.
Some years ago, my daughter asked: “…so in the olden times, Dad, when did you see movies?” Hmmmm. Olden times. As if the wheel, the pen, writing, music, and entertainment were invented with her generation.
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