Vintage Movie Resources

It was a small picture house in Glendale. In the crowded lobby hung a huge lithograph announcing the evening’s comedy. Beside it stood the manager of the theatre in deep conversation with a boyish looking, blue-eyed chap. A ragged newsboy rounded the corner and emitted a shrill Whoopee! at sight of the lithograph. For a minute or two he studied it in ecstasy, then he tugged at the young fellows coat. “Hey, mister, who are you?” he demanded, curiously.