Posted on 09/22/2013 10:08:53 AM PDT by Bender2
Lost in the 1950s- The Cherry Bowl Drive In
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The Cherry Bowl Drive In... 
is located about an hour south of Traverse City on US-31, just outside of the small town of Honor [Michigan]. It is proudly ‘family owned and operated since 1953′. A trip to The Cherry Bowl is like stepping back into the 1950s.
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Nice thread, Bender2.
Pat Boone singing Moody River isn’t bad, in fact, the little of the songs I’ve heard him sing from that era again, aren’t bad.
William Shatner last album had Common People which was very good plus a spoken poem to music of sorts about growing up in Montreal. Good stuff, not schlock!
He did a duo of Common People with Joe Jackson on Letterman or some such. Can be found on youtube https://www.google.com/search?q=Common+People+with+Joe+Jackson&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a&channel=rcs
Great record covers!!! thanks
bflr
PFL
Hi B2,
I forwarded your link to the Cherry Bowl Drive-In to an old buddy who lives on Grand Traverse Bay near Northport. I was just up there to visit him this past June. There are three seasons up there: Winter, tough sledding and 6-8 weeks of spring.
Here’s his reply:
Back in the day of cheap gas and driving 100 miles on a date was fine, or even as a summering teen, that was a favorite destination and the only one around here. Been there many times as there were so few theaters for much choice until the nineties. It’s a great one and not much has changed tho how would I know. There was always a problem in summer that it didn’t get dark here until 10 so was a late date but lots of pre-party time. There are a few “Last Picture Show” theaters in the area too. The little Bay Theater in Suttons Bay just installed digital so they continue and is always fun to go and only a 15 min drive. Free popcorn on Tues, Wed. night all tickets are $5.50.”
Thought you’d like to know. Thanks for memories from a born and bred Michigander now in Florida for the past 34 years.
Cheers,
Otter
Otter Hey, Otter... 
I wonder where you ended up--
After your gynecology clinic... 
got shutdown in Beverly Hills--
You know... 
Dave--
After seeing Animal House, I always wanted... 
to be Otter!
Well, you sick, no-count, lazy, lying bastard... 
you appear to have made it!
Whoa, Slim! I am not... 
sick!
Boon, I expect a deeply religous experience....
I was given that nick at Western Mich Univ by a fraternity brother in 1958 and it stuck. When "Animal House" came out much later (in the 70s I think) I was absolutely delighted. Tried though I might, I never quite achieved the level of debauchery in college of the Otter in that movie, although I did get kicked out of WMU for having an unapproved off-campus apartment. "Animal House" is my alltime favorite movie with "Pulp Fiction" running a distant second. I never get tired of watching those two movies whenever they rerun on TV.
OMG! Did 0bomba actually say he wanted to be Otter? I've got WAY MORE seniority than that little twerp.
Cheers, Otter
p.s. Pardon me but is that a Bloody Mary you're gripping in your titanium fingers?
It just wasn’t in your face back in the ‘50s like it is now. You could find the girlie calendars & mags & posters, etc. in the all-male work places, which were way more numerous back in those days.
Long ago, my parents rented a cottage on Platte Lake near Honor for a week or two so my Dad could try to catch some fish (with mixed success). In the summer of 1960, “Psycho” came to the Cherry Bowl drive-in, and my parents took us all to the late show, assuming that us young’uns would fall asleep. They figured they better leave early as long lines were expected. So, there we were on a hot summer night, windows rolled down waiting in line for the next showing. AND THEN THE FOG ROLLED IN OFF LAKE MICHIGAN. When it was finally our turn to go in, we could hear all the screaming but could see nothing due to the thickest fog you can imagine. I can’t believe my Dad actually stayed thru the whole thing. When we got back home, Mom went by herself to the local theater to see what she missed.
in your titanium fingers? Yes, Otter, but I only grip it long enough... 
to get it to my lips--
When I was in the seventh grade, Psycho was showing at the Loew's Sharpstown Drive-In just down the road from where we lived on Bellaire Boulevard in Houston in 1960, my Father had to fly to El Paso on business one day. So, that afternoon my Mother, Grandmother and I went in the car to Hobby Airport, put Dad on an American Airlines 707 and watched it take off. It took about an hour for us to drove back across Houston to our house and the phone was ringing when we walked in the door. It was Dad and he was safe and sound at the El Paso airport.
My Mom decided we'd go out to eat and then got to see Psycho. I have to say that film scared the crap out of me, Mom and Grannie! When we got home, Mom had me get my shotgun and check under all the beds. Silly, but that is what happened and I don't think my Mom or Grandmother opted for a shower over a bath for a long, long time.
Funny thing, even today when I run across Psycho on the tube, the hairs on the back of my neck gets jiggity when Martin Balsam starts up those stairs--
<< Nita, remember Conrad in the battery commercial? He had a battery on his sholder and said “Go ahead. Knock it off.”>>
I DO remember that. It was one of my favorites.
And i didn’t go to many drive-ins, precisely BECAUSE of the mosquitoes! lol.
I’ve got two Aurora ho sets. One my brother got for Christmas of 1964 is a four lane figure 8. I got mine in 1967 and it is a “golden gate bridge” two lane set. I currently have 14 cars. I was just reboxing them yesterday. Getting ready to build a track on a 4x8 plywood sheet with my grandson.
Bilinski?
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