“Lets go to the movies” The Rialto /My teen years part#

If you haven’t herd the phrase “lets go to the movies “yet, you were not born in the 20th century. On one of my adventures exploring around Lyon Street I ended up on Bank Street. It wasn’t long before I came up to “The Rialto”. The Rialto was an old theater build in the 1950’s but the original owner had long passed on .The new owners that I actually met was a women .Her daughters worked at the food bar and sometime the ticket counter. The reason I bring them up is because of what comes next. The Rialto was worn down and to the locals it was branded "The Rat Hole “because it was rumored that it had once been closed down by the health board for rat infestation. From my prospective it was an awesome place! You got 3 movies for $0.75, hot dogs were $0.25 and so was a glass of coke! I would often go there on the weekend to spend some of my milk jug money! The fantasy world of a child is often disrupted by the reality world of adults! This place had a dark side! It was there that I became further aware of homosexual Pedophiles!I mention Homosexual in that phrase because according to the new age thinking "your born gay and there’s nothing you can do about it". By that reasoning since these pedophiles were attracted to young boys, it stands to reason they were gay long before they became pedophile. They would sneak up on an unsuspecting child; sit beside him and during the movie try to fondle him. The first time it happens to me I was terrified! He was an adult and very tall and big from a 13 year old’s perspective. The first few time this happen I moved seats but my seat wasn’t the only unsafe place. Every weekend the same pedophiles were there and maybe some new ones I didn’t know. I reported it to the manager but she would just tell me to move seat! At twenty five cents a pop I would definably have to go pee during intermission. This by itself was a challenge as well! Homosexuals would meet in the downstairs bathroom and have sex there. It was a very scary experience every time I went there. They would look you up and down as you walk by and the place smelled like male cum all the time .In her defense the owner would sometime come down and kick some out of the bathroom but she never kicked them out of the theater. That is sad! How many children have been molested because of there reluctance to protect them? I think I am the perfect example of a child’s ability to block out the bad and adjust to my environment because despite of the discusting memories associated with the Rialto it’s the good memories I cherish! It was there that I became a fan of Clint Eastwood, Lee van Clift, or Kung fu idols like Bruce Lee! Who can forget Vincent price who is still one of my favorite? The movies were a child like me’s dream. To this day, I love movies and it’s still my favorite way to escape when I am having a bad day.