My dad died when I was 7 years old, leaving my mom with 6 kids to raise, ages 16 down to 18 months. We didn't have much money, social security wasn't much in those days, the 60's. One of my best memories is going to the drive-in summer nights. Mom would make popcorn and put it in grocery bags, then we'd stop by the rootbeer stand and buy a gallon of rootbeer and head to the drive-in. We'd get there early enough so we kids could play on the swing set and then we'd run back to the car to enjoy icy cold rootbeer and popcorn. What a sweet memory. Thank you for helping me remember.