Left behind at the drive-in
What would be unheard of tragedy now was fodder for a good laugh back then
I can’t imagine such a thing happening today: In the early 1970s, when I was 9, my family left my sister Mary behind at the drive-in theater.
The outing had started off well enough. My father spent several minutes searching for a spot (it took time to find a window speaker that worked).
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