Ah, in Baltimore they have Bengies. this link isn't working for me tonight but maybe it will for you? and there's one in Bel Air, MD too, that we used to go to every summer.

I love drive-ins. I never went to a drive-in as a kid, so when I discovered them as an adult I was just overjoyed. Drink beer, let the kids run around and watch a movie: it's beautiful. And the best best best place to watch sci fi: I saw Independence Day there in the rain, alone with a sleeping child in the backseat, it was a perfect evening. And Godzilla, and the utterly ridiculous Armageddon, where Bruce Willis' hair blows around in the wind on the asteroid with no atmosphere. Even the Spice Girls movie (small girls, no escape, gaaahhh!!) was made more tolerable by the drive-in.

There isn't one here, alas. But when I was growing up in the 70s & early 80s in Charleston there was a porn drive-in called the North 52, and it was just barely visible from I-26 eastbound, just for a second as you were driving into Charleston from North Charleston. Used to crack me up, that second of giant flesh flashing by on the interstate, and I always wondered why the Baptists tolerated it.

What a great question! I remember that my father took me to see The Absent Minded Professor and the Shaggy Dog at the drive in the night my little brother was born.

I remember being in my pajamas most of all - it was so exciting to go outside the confines of your house in your pajamas.

I also remember how yummy the orange drink was. Remember it? It was usually in a little carton. Loved that!

When I was about 18 or so, I took my younger sister to the drive-in. I drove my car, a gorgeous Mustang convertible. I somehow managed to wedge it against the speaker/heater things they had back then, and no matter which way I turned, went forward, or backed up, I couldn't stop banging into it again. I dented the car about 5 times...hee. The funniest part was my sister, who cried the whole time, because people were looking at us and she was embarrassed.

The next week, the day I was supposed to take my car to the shop, a truck pulled out of a driveway and hit me and totalled my car, so I didn't have to worry about getting it fixed anymore.

What's a drive-in?

Kidding.

When I was a kid, drive-ins were still around. However, we lived in the sticks and there weren't any nearby.

My only drive-in memories come from passing them on the highway either during vacations or on the way home from an unusual late night out (usually the wedding of some friend's kid).

Drive-in movies sure looked fascinating when you passed them by at 55 mph.

Loved drive-ins. Watching movies in the park is great fun, but there's something extra special about the drive-in.

There's a bunch around Buffalo. Three or four that I can think of offhand. I love them.

JAWS in jammies. Yellow station wagon with the wire attached to the antenna and all that. Yeah. From the other at the drive-in: I write to remember...

Ah, the good old times. The main thing I remember is sneaking in by hiding in the boot of the car. We used to get together and pool our money to get enough to pay for one person to go and then the rest would hide in the boot. We used to do the same to get into the drags, which was easier because the car park was dark. Getting three or four people out of the boot of a car in the full glare of the lights at a drive-in without anyone noticing is an interesting experience, let me tell you.

It makes me sad that drive-ins have declined so much and that so many kids will never have the enjoyment that we did, but I suspect they would not be interested anyway. I hope to find out before too many years pass, because a friend of mine and I are working on a business plan to build a new drive-in near where we live.