Western Arkansas Educational Service Cooperative
Cringing in fear, I sat between my two uncles, fearfully gazing at the big screen and watching the horrifying story unfold. I don’t know the year but I know I was way too young to be watching a T-Rex pursue and devour cattle and men in the movie, The Beast of Hollow Mountain. My first movie and I can still recall some of the scenes.
For a big portion of the last century, the local theater was the place to be, especially on a Saturday afternoon or evening. Every town of any size had at least one, and some several, theaters where the teenagers would congregate and enjoy visiting and watching the latest movies.