Thorson Thorkelson The Thord – Part 39

It turned out that working in the projection room at the theater was the perfect job for Thorson.  He could watch every new movie that came to the theater as he showed it to the public, and after he had watched a new movie once or twice, his job description basically had him present to make sure that nothing went wrong, so he had plenty of time to work on homework – in fact, Walter encouraged him to do homework while on the job.  “Thorson, I need a guy like you who is passionate about movies, and I don’t want you to have to quit because you don’t have enough time to do your schoolwork.  Just keep an eye on things to make sure everything is running as it should.

Thord and Bertha both thought it was cool that they were both involved in the movie industry.  Sure, their roles were vastly different, but both crucial.  Without actors and actresses like Bertha, projection room guys like Thord would have no movies to show, and without projection room guys, actors and actresses would never show up on the big-screen.

The pay wasn’t great…Thorson only got the minimum wage to start, but it still gave him access to significantly more cash than he had ever had before.  Besides, he was living at home, so he didn’t have rent or bills to pay.  He spent a bit of it on himself, but he socked the majority of it away in a bank account that he called the “Visits With Bertha Fund”.

He had had a rather vivid dream a few years back about visiting Bertha in a hospital room in Seattle, but in reality, he had never been to Washington.  Three years previous, he had gone to the Black Hills of South Dakota with his parents, but that had been before he knew of Bertha.  Because of that South Dakota trip, he did have a valid passport, so now all he had to do was save up enough to pay for round-trip air-fair.  He had a few other plans for the money as well, but those were long-term plans, so he figured he better not get too far ahead of himself.

~~to be continued~~

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