Ever have one of those memories from your childhood that you can recall in perfect detail? The other day on the TMC channel the "Trouble with Angels" was playing. Watching this movie brought me back to the day I went to see this movie with my best friend growing up in Southern California. I think I was in 6th grade. I remember it was playing at the Vogue Theater downtown. It was summer and very hot, not typical for a town close to the beach. I don't know why this particular day in my childhood is so clear. Maybe it was the first time I was able to go to the movies with my girlfriend without being accompanied by my mother. Maybe it was the movie, "The Trouble With Angels", starring Haley Mills and Rosalind Russell as Mother Superior that made it so memorable. I stopped what I was doing the other day and sat down to watch it. It was just as good now as it was then. I remember my mother taking us to the theater and dropping us off and told us she would pick us up promptly when the movie ended. How I was able to go to the movies without my mother is still a mystery to me. I hated going to the movies with my mother, she would always cover my eyes during the romantic parts, how embarrassing! I remember I wore gold capri stretch pants and a black turtle neck that day, even though it was summer outside. My hair was pulled back in a single pony tail. How I felt like Audrey Hepburn in that outfit! I bought Goobers and Terri bought a box of vanilla bon-bon ice cream bites covered in chocolate. I remember sitting through that movie and in the end when the Haley Mills character sees Mother Superior mourn the death of one of the sisters and then decides to join the convent, I was crying in the dark.
In the ensuing years, the Vogue theater converted to showing Spanish films, I lost touch with Terri after junior high school, she went to another school, and I don't know what happened to those gold capri pants.
As I watch my daughter play with her friends on the computer, I'm wondering will she ever have that perfect childhood memory comprised of clear crisp details? What will she have that will make her stop her life, even just for a second, to recall a memory so perfect in detail that one could almost relive the entire wonder of it all? I hope she does, because in the end, isn't the perfect memory all we have?-Single D
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