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Dusk is upon us. If we hurry, we should make it just before the previews start. We hang a right and pick up speed. My buddy Tim is at the wheel. I’m riding shotgun. We’re both excited. It’s the kind of “this-is-allnew” teenage excitement impossible to hide with the station wagon’s windows rolled down and the radio turned up.
Straight ahead of us we see it, shadowy, spectacular, a mammoth drive-in movie screen rising majestically on the horizon like a giant