For some reason the past few days I have been heavily thinking about certain parts of my childhood.
Really focusing on the weekends. You see, my mom and dad were divorced, so every other weekend my brother and I would go to our moms house. Remember this was in the 80’s, so you can imagine what we did.
Friday, If we stayed with our dad, we would go to the video store. This was before Blockbuster, we had a mom and pop store called Pic-A-Flick. We would pic out a couple of movies each. You can guess what section I went to, but I did enjoy the action movies as well. My dad was all about action movies and of course western films. My brother was also into horror, so we usually got together and picked some good flicks.
After that, we would usually go to Little Caesars, or go to the grocery store and buy some Tombstone pizzas.
Now, if we stayed at our moms house, we went to another mom and pop rental store called Harley Video. I can still remember the posters for Screamers and The Company Of Wolves on the wall.