That was wonderful! I clicked on this story because of the cover. The Fall of the House of Usher was one of my favorite Vincent Price movies. Reading this story took me back to my childhood and the hours spent at the Corral Drive-In on Jacksboro Highway - now an Albertson's grocery store. No station wagon, ours was a 1960 Buick LeSabre, and we had a special parking spot right outside the snack bar. My mother took me to see every gothic horror flick they screened. Vincent Price, Peter Cushing, Christopher Lee, et al, were old friends. We saw The Screaming Scull, Dr. Terror's House of Horror, The Raven, and a host of others. And yes, while we were watching The House of Usher, during the dream sequence where all the Usher portraits come to life, I was engrossed in the film, and my dear, devoted mother reached over and grabbed my knee. She had to peel me off the roof of the car.
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