Same here! One of the first movies I saw in a theatre, with parents, was “I Married A Witch”. Veronica Lake - blond - starred. I don’t remember who the ‘husband’ was. Part of the plot was that her deceased father resided [as ashes] in an urn on the mantlepiece, and he made a habit of suddenly appearing in the [not]flesh and causing havoc in their lives. My introduction to film comedy - along with the also-WWII era film “Up Goes Mazie”, the source, IIRC, of the song “Maresie Doats”. Geeez...we had it good as kids, eh?
My husband always says we lived in the best of times. We could play outside dawn to dark—our parents never had to worry. Every Saturday I’d take a bus into town—we lived in the country—my best friend would be waiting—we’d go to a double feature movie and have ice cream afterwards. We couldn’t afford the most expensive sundaes—$.30!!!!
I was 9 1/2 first time my parents left me home at night to babysit my 5 year old brother and 6 month old sister. I worried Germans were parachuting nearby! The volunteer fireman were cooking a spaghetti dinner for their wives. I kept calling asking when they were coming home—I was a bit scared. My mother told me to turn on the radio and bring the dog inside. It worked! She was so wise! She was only 18 years older than me! When they came home I had 3 pies I’d baked sitting on the table. Just a radio, no tv, party-line phone—how did we survive?? :)