Went to church with mom. Tried not to make any noise as I extracted the livesavers from their colourful package. It was a very long service. Visited grandma later. She was interested that we had attended church and asked what kind of church it was. I guess she was hoping it was Presbyterian, but the only information I could give her was that mom said they were "hypocrites." My first big word. Had no idea it wasn't their denomination.
Went to the movies most Saturdays. The old Kenwood on Bloor Street, 10 cents for the movie and 10 cents for popcorn. It was always great fun. All those streetcars and cars used to pass right by our third-floor apartment at Bloor and Ossington Ave.
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