Elite Theater

The Tennessean ran a story earlier this week about the Elite Theater, which was located across Charlotte Pike from Richland Park years ago. For those of us too young to remember the theater, the story provides an entertaining glimpse into Nashville's past. For those of you who do remember, it will probably stir some warm memories. (If you have any to share, please comment below.)

I remember my mother telling me about attending a theater like this on Saturday mornings in her hometown of Trenton, Tenn. Just like Bobby Bass, the author of the story, she would walk to the theater on Saturday mornings with a quarter in hand. She'd buy a ticket, a Coke and popcorn, and she'd come home with change. It must have been something to go each week looking forward to the next installment of an ongoing serial, too, and I guess that's a little bit like the way I feel as each week's new episode of Lost approaches. Some things change, I guess, but our imaginations and love for storytelling persevere.