El Dorado, Buena Vista, Catalina

Saturday morning. Waking to the sounds of wind blowing branches against the window. The neighbor’s ancient station wagon engine not turning over till the third try. Before I even open my eyes, I’m trying to remember the lobbies of movie theaters in Tucson that don’t exist anymore. And what movies I saw in each. El Dorado, Buena Vista, Catalina. Star Wars, Superman, The Goodbye Girl.

The Goodbye Girl? It must have been Mom’s birthday.