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For a time, I was a projectionist at the State Theater in Austin, and it was that occupation that inspired this story:
'Look, up in the sky!' exclaimed Sam, pointing with a trembling index finger. 'What's that?' 'Where?' asked Frank. 'There', declared Sam, pointing again. 'That circular object in the upper right corner of the sky.' 'Oh, that', Frank replied with a smile. 'That's just a cue mark. It means it's time to change the reel.' 'A reel change? Wow! Will I be in the next reel, too?' 'Shall I be frank?' 'Of course, Frank', said Sam. 'No.' 'Thank you for being Frank. There's that circular object again. I guess this is curtains for m....' |