Your story of being taken to the Drive-in as a kid also reminded me of my parents doing the same thing. They had a real interest in science fiction and horror movies, and I recall many times of having my head buried under a pillow in the back seat to block out the image of The Blob, or of the cyclops in Sinbad roasting captured sailors over a fire. All a perpetual nightmare for me, with this causing no slowdown in exposure. I guess it made me stronger eventually! Remember those little green coils you burned in the car on a foil box, to keep the mosquitoes away? Looked like a burner on an electric stove? I saw those a while back in the Dollar store and bought one and lit it just to have the smell again, and those odd times.