TOMMY WINDSOR
(A Lost Magic Era)

It was the summer of 1948 and I was 5 years old. I was living with my Grandparents, as my Mother and Father had divorced. My Grandfather Charlie was my best friend, and he would always protect me from my Grandmother’s yardstick when I had managed to get into “mischief”. One Monday Grandpa Charlie said he was going to take me to a “MAGIC SHOW” on Saturday at the Parker Theater in downtown Parkersburg, W.Va.

The announcement didn’t go to well with my Grandmother as she was a “die hard” Church of Christ member and in those days Church of Christ members did not believe in going to any form of a theater. My Grandfather prevailed though, and finally Saturday morning came, although to me it felt a year had passed by since his announcement about the magic show.

We got on the city bus, which stopped right in front of our house and headed to downtown Parkersburg. The Parker theater was about a…
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