A few weeks ago my Wife and I had a wonderful thought. You see I’d heard that there was a drive-in movie theater not far from my home and since I hadn’t been to one since the late 1970’s, I figured “What the hell” and we decided to go. We took our 1992 Chevrolet Caprice wagon, a behemoth of a machine that for some unknown reason, I love to death. The movie was Despicable Me 2 and the parking lot was packed solid. Minivans, pick-up’s, wagons and the odd-sedan covered the lot. There were folding chairs, pop-corn and kids laying on truck roofs with blankets. People were talking, eating and having a jolly old time and for a moment, I felt like I was 7-years old again. The drive-in movie is becoming a lost commodity here in the United States. They take up a lot of room, don’t make much money and at days end, the outcome of the profits is largely dependent upon the weather. However if you have one near you, just go. The experience was wonderful, the laughter contagious and for low-low price of $7, you too can feel like a kid again.