Back when Sylvia and I lived in our beloved Hollywood apartment, several friends came by so we could all walk up to the Arclight theater to show Becky’s daughter, Keeli, the then recently released Peter Pan movie. It was awful.
Back when Sylvia and I lived in our beloved Hollywood apartment, several friends came by so we could all walk up to the Arclight theater to show Becky’s daughter, Keeli, the then recently released Peter Pan movie. It was awful.