the ritz theater

The Ritz theater - Bogalusa, Louisiana (1950’s)

The two middle black doors were for the white patrons, and the black doors to each side of the marquee were for the “colored” patrons to go sit in the balcony.  Segeration was strong and alive in the south. The theater is sadly no longer there - but for the most part, the attitude is gone.

Stay  (Teacher!Dean x Reader)


September 12th

“Mr. Winchester, may I use the restroom?” I asked as I entered his classroom and sat my books on my desk.

“Quickly.” His gravelly voice responded. I walked back out of the classroom and my friend Alanah stopped me in the hall.

“Where are you going?” she asked.

“Restroom, I’ll be back!” I smiled at her and rushed down the hall. Once I did my business, washed my hands, and re-applied my lip gloss I heard his voice.

“Miss. Williams, get out here… now!

I walked out, my lip-gloss in hand.


“You’re taking too long.” He stated.

“It’s been three minutes!” I protested.

“Back to class.” He stated. 

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I sighed and returned my lip-gloss to my pocket before following him back down the hall. I slid into my seat as Alanah and others looked me over. Mr. Winchester began his advanced algebra lesson and I took notes, as did everyone else.

Class ended a half-hour later and Mr. Winchester rolled his eyes as I walked by his desk. I frowned and turned to face him, deciding it was better to leave class on a good note.

“I’m sorry for my attitude earlier.” I said. He looked at me from the corner of his eye and his lips formed a thin line, almost seeming as though he didn’t want to reply to me.

“Yeah. It’s fine, I shouldn’t have come after you like that.” He said. I nodded, not wanting to disagree, and walked to the door.

“Have a nice day, sir.”

“You too.” He answered.

I walked to my locker, right next to his classroom door, and he walked out to stand next to me and monitor the halls. It was now required in our local schools that if teachers didn’t hold a student after, they had to watch the halls and make sure all the students were safe. It was a way to insure no fights broke out. He nodded to me as I slid my bag over my shoulder and walked down the hallway. I got stopped by my friend James.

“Hey Sara.” He smiled.

“Hey, what’re you up to?” I asked.

“Well, I have an audition for Romeo and Juliet tomorrow after school and I was wondering if you’d help me practice for my audition?” he asked.


“The audition or where we will practice?” he smirked.


“The local theater, Ritz Theatre. And during lunch tomorrow?”


“Thanks! You rock!”

“I know!” I called after him and earned a huge grin from him in return.

I drove home in my white 2003 Chevy Cavalier and parked along the road in front of my house. My dad’s sheriff car was parked in the middle of the driveway. I walked up to the house and my dad peeked around the corner from the kitchen as I opened the front screen door.

“Hey, how was school?” he asked as he returned to the kitchen.


“Just good?” he asked.

“I guess.” I shrugged.

“Well, I have to head to the station and patrol the east end of town tonight. Call me if you need anything, the usual.” He smiled.

“Okay.” I responded. I grabbed a bowl of the chili he made as he walked upstairs to probably change into his uniform. I sat at the kitchen table and looked out the window at our front yard. The dark clouds made everything look creepy. The large maple tree was already losing leaves and cluttering our yard. I looked back at my bowl and took in another spoonful of my dinner.

I finished and heard the front door open, then close. I peeked back out the window again to see my dad climbed into his car. He backed down the driveway as I cleaned up our kitchen and placed the leftovers in the fridge. I checked my phone to see a text from Alanah.

“What was up with Mr. W’s hissy fit?”

I laughed at her choice of words and replied,

“Who knows. He apologized so it’s no big deal.”

               I laid down and she replied almost instantly.

               “Want to go on a drive? I know you do. I’ll be there in ten!”

               I rolled my eyes and stood back up. I walked into my bathroom to brush my teeth and adjust my makeup. As I was finishing up, I heard a car honk outside. I grabbed my phone off my bed and ran downstairs. My keys laid on the table next to the door and I made sure to grab them on my way out, locking up the house.

“Where are we off to?” I asked her.

“Just around town.” She shrugged.

“Okay.” I replied as I reached down and grabbed her AUX cord. I plugged in my phone and she peeked over at me with a smirk on her face.

“Music God is in the car!” she announced. I put on Stay by Zedd featuring Alessia Cara. We sang along as she rolled down the windows allowing the September night breeze to flow through the car. We pulled up at a red light and began singing.

“So stay! Yeah! All you have to do is stay! A minute!” I stopped when I looked behind Alanah, out her window to see Mr. Winchester pulled up at the light beside us. He was smirking at me and began laughing when Alanah noticed him too. The light changed and he drove on. Alanah sat there for a second before driving on.

“Did that really just happen?” she asked.


Part Two

anonymous asked:

Oohhh~ I think 90% of our dates should either be smuggling ritz crackers into theaters and watching musicals, or cuddling on the couch with ritz crackers watching musical bootlegs/live film versions. As long as there's musicals and ritz I'm down. Also, how good are you at math? -Ko

Yes please let’s! I’m okay at math, I guess, but not amazing. Why?


The Walter Kerr Theater. Theater District. This theater is on 48th Street and was built in 1921. With 975 seats, it’s one of the smaller theaters in the district. It was originally named The Ritz Theater. The building was vacant between 1965 and 1971 and adult movies were played for a period of time after it reopened. In 1980 the theater was acquired by the Jujamcyn Organization who own several theaters in the area. After a big renovation and a name change (Walter Kerr was a theater critic), the theater re-opened once again and has since hosted seven productions that have won Tony Awards for Best Play. Some productions include:

  • 1942: My Sister Eileen
  • 1971: Dance of Death
  • 1973: No Sex Please, We’re British
  • 1993: Angels in America
  • 2000: A Moon for the Misbegotten
  • 2006: Grey Gardens
  • 2007: A Bronx Tail
  • 2008: A Catered Affair
  • 2013: A Gentleman’s Guide to Love and Murder