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I think it was either a Bruce Lee film, can't remember which one, just some woman lifting her sweater to show Bruce how she was burned on the chest with an incense stick. Of course she was braless and had gravity defying boobs, nevertheless even at 12 or 13 I thought it was a contrived scene.

Possibly Tora, tora, tora could have been first. I'm not sure. Dad and I would go to NYC on saturday and he'd do some work in his office and after we'd go to the movies and duck into the first one that (he thought) was appealing. It didn't matter if it had started an hour earlier, we'd just figure out what was going on and stay for the first part of the next showing. You used to be able to do that. Some folks spent all day in the movies.

Anyway, we'd get to the part where we came ina dn dad would say let's go.

We'd go out and hit nathans or orange julius or something.

It's weird, as I'm becoming a dad myself, I see myself doing the same sorts of things with inchley.

A few years yet before the R movies however.