My family likes to play the game in the car where we list things. Movie scenes came up recently and here were some of mine.
Everyone remembers the story of one of the first roommates of different color in the NFL. Brian Song is a wonderful movie about Gayle Sayers and Brian Piccolo and how their friendship developed in the face of Brian Piccolo’s cancer fight. And there is not a man in the world that doesn’t get misty when that music plays. I try and leave the room......“I need to go get some duct tape.” There is something powerful about Best Friends.
Most of you know that I love Notre Dame, so I can’t share movies without talking about Rudy. If you have never played team sports then you have really missed out some great learning’s. The movie Rudy teaches us great leadership lessons on how to model teamwork around the office, in the neighborhood, in your church. I love the Servant Leadership quality about laying down your uniform, your position, and your success so your teammate can have the honor. For me it is all about modeling that authentic Christ like relationship to those people around you.
I am a little embarrassed to say this but I loved Forrest Gump. I especially loved the scene where he is talking to Jenny, the girl he has always loved and he tells her about the beauty of the Sunset as he ran through the desert, and the way the reflection of the Rocky Mountains looked on a this lake at sunrise, and the way the stars looked on a clear night when he was in Viet Nam. Jenny looked up at him and says that she wished she would have been with him, and Gump says, “You were.” Have you ever loved someone so much that you took them in your heart everywhere?
Dreamer is a movie about how the re-training of this injured horse brings together a father and his young daughter. The daughter (Dakota Fanning) writes this story for school. The daughter says it’s a stupid story about a stupid king. And Kurt Russell says I like the stupid King and the girl responds I love the Stupid King. Right there in the movie theater I busted out crying and grabbed Ryanne and she about punched me in the nose. Kids are so real. I need to learn to listen to mine more.
And my fifth movie is Freedom Writers. Don't you just love those movies that give you HOPE. When you can take a young person who thinks they have absolutely nothing to live for and just give them hope.
These make me sound like such a putz! Next time I will talk about Cool Hand Luke, The Maginificent Seven and The Bourne Identity.
January 31, 2009
January 24, 2009
T'Ville Days
This Facebook stuff is crazy. Asking for friends and being asked to be friends. Posting pictures, adding info, and just researching and trying to find people.
I basically have a few groups with which I am connecting and re-connecting. I have my YMCA friends across the country. I have a group of my Shelby friends. I have those old friends from Wingate College days. I have those older friends from my Mauldin High School and Holly Tree neighborhood. I have a few friends from my years living in High Point.
But one of my favorite groups are the Thomasville people on Facebook. I lived in Thomasville from 1st grade through 7th grade. Everytime I watch the movie Sandlot I think of my life in Thomasville. It was a life of great friends. It was nothing for me, David Saintsing, Press Farabow, John Dunning, Ken Dennis and others to ride bikes all over town or play basketball all day at the Y. I can remember the Thomasville fight song but not my own high school fight song.
It was a life of being the bat boy from my brother's baseball team and worshiping Billy Freeman. It was a life of being scared to death of being hit by a pitch by Darwin Parks. It was a life of being thrown off the school bus by Mr Burgess. It was Kern Street school and the Thomasville Bull Pups. It was First Baptist and Craig Greeson daring me to walk to the front of the church with him so we could be baptized by Joe Hester.
Thomasville was Warren King and the good word.
It was also a life of teenage hormones. I didn't speak to my parents for a month when we
moved to Greenville because I was in love with Sharon Mills and moving ruined my life. It was a life of living next to Laurie Bryant and her being one of my best friends until I was 12 and then it was wow Laurie Bryant!! Same thing goes for Susan Thomason, Pam Manning and Chrystal Hubbard. It was having Paula Porterfield (see picture) speak to me and me not being able to concentrate for the rest of the weak. My first real kiss was Barbara Martin who was two years older than me. I think she did it on a dare or she lost a bet.
For me it was one of those moments like when Squints kissed Wendy Peffercorn.
Life was great then and the fact then many of these wonderful people even remember who I am is staggering. For me to remember them is easy. When you are twelve they are your best friends in the entire world. And now at 44 it feels like they are still my best friends.
I basically have a few groups with which I am connecting and re-connecting. I have my YMCA friends across the country. I have a group of my Shelby friends. I have those old friends from Wingate College days. I have those older friends from my Mauldin High School and Holly Tree neighborhood. I have a few friends from my years living in High Point.
But one of my favorite groups are the Thomasville people on Facebook. I lived in Thomasville from 1st grade through 7th grade. Everytime I watch the movie Sandlot I think of my life in Thomasville. It was a life of great friends. It was nothing for me, David Saintsing, Press Farabow, John Dunning, Ken Dennis and others to ride bikes all over town or play basketball all day at the Y. I can remember the Thomasville fight song but not my own high school fight song.
It was a life of being the bat boy from my brother's baseball team and worshiping Billy Freeman. It was a life of being scared to death of being hit by a pitch by Darwin Parks. It was a life of being thrown off the school bus by Mr Burgess. It was Kern Street school and the Thomasville Bull Pups. It was First Baptist and Craig Greeson daring me to walk to the front of the church with him so we could be baptized by Joe Hester.
Thomasville was Warren King and the good word.
It was also a life of teenage hormones. I didn't speak to my parents for a month when we
moved to Greenville because I was in love with Sharon Mills and moving ruined my life. It was a life of living next to Laurie Bryant and her being one of my best friends until I was 12 and then it was wow Laurie Bryant!! Same thing goes for Susan Thomason, Pam Manning and Chrystal Hubbard. It was having Paula Porterfield (see picture) speak to me and me not being able to concentrate for the rest of the weak. My first real kiss was Barbara Martin who was two years older than me. I think she did it on a dare or she lost a bet.For me it was one of those moments like when Squints kissed Wendy Peffercorn.
Life was great then and the fact then many of these wonderful people even remember who I am is staggering. For me to remember them is easy. When you are twelve they are your best friends in the entire world. And now at 44 it feels like they are still my best friends.
January 18, 2009
Random Thoughts
· I miss Paul Newman. Of course I love Butch and Sundance but my favorite movie of his is Cool Hand Luke. The scenes of him forcing down those hard boiled eggs is a riot.
· I am sure some of you were expecting me to talk about the car wash scene!
· I love great love songs and yesterday on the radio I heard one of the best – Back at One by Brian McKnight
One, you’re like a dream come true
Two, just wanna be with you
Three, it’s plain to see that you’re the only one for me
And four, repeat steps one through three
Five, make you fall in love with me
If I ever believe my work is done then I’ll start back at one
· Along with this song, my ipod favorites are Too Hot by Kool and the Gang, Always and Forever by Heat Wave, Just Once by James Ingram, Three Times A Lady by the Commodores
· I am excited about the inauguration. Even though I am a Republican I do appreciate the historical significance of this event. One of my best friends, Annette Toms, will be there and I look forward to reading her text messages and seeing her pictures!
· The Y was recognized this year by the Minority Business Council as the leading advocate for minority issues this year. I am very proud of this honor because this has been a difficult issue to tackle.
· Did you read the link I posted on my last blog? We are doing that same thing for the players at Crossnore School on Tuesday. I will let you know how it works.
· The Panthers killed me last weekend. As much as I appreciate the toughness of Jake Delhomme, I wanted to reach through the TV and strangle him.
· On Wednesday, I spun on the bike for an hour and then played two hours of full court hoops with the young guys. I couldn’t walk until Saturday. I am getting old.
· Check out my new hobby
· I am sure some of you were expecting me to talk about the car wash scene!
· I love great love songs and yesterday on the radio I heard one of the best – Back at One by Brian McKnight
One, you’re like a dream come true
Two, just wanna be with you
Three, it’s plain to see that you’re the only one for me
And four, repeat steps one through three
Five, make you fall in love with me
If I ever believe my work is done then I’ll start back at one
· Along with this song, my ipod favorites are Too Hot by Kool and the Gang, Always and Forever by Heat Wave, Just Once by James Ingram, Three Times A Lady by the Commodores
· I am excited about the inauguration. Even though I am a Republican I do appreciate the historical significance of this event. One of my best friends, Annette Toms, will be there and I look forward to reading her text messages and seeing her pictures!
· The Y was recognized this year by the Minority Business Council as the leading advocate for minority issues this year. I am very proud of this honor because this has been a difficult issue to tackle.
· Did you read the link I posted on my last blog? We are doing that same thing for the players at Crossnore School on Tuesday. I will let you know how it works.
· The Panthers killed me last weekend. As much as I appreciate the toughness of Jake Delhomme, I wanted to reach through the TV and strangle him.
· On Wednesday, I spun on the bike for an hour and then played two hours of full court hoops with the young guys. I couldn’t walk until Saturday. I am getting old.
· Check out my new hobby
January 2, 2009
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