Thunder.....

...... I ended up watching the 1950s version of "Thunder Road" today, and it certainly brought up a few memories.......

.... my maternal Grandfather looked like an exact cross between Robert Mitchum and Dean Martin (when both they AND he were in their prime.).... hell, if you wadded them both up like PlayDoh and formed them into another man?.... It'd have been my Grandpa Carl....... .and I suspect that he could likely have out-drank both of them at the drop of a hat....... even after having been wadded up and created out of PlayDoh like that....... although I suspect that he had never worn a tuxedo in his life....

...... he was as County as you can possibly imagine...... and then some....... enough to make the straightest of hair curl at the first realization of just how Country he really was.... sure, he'd been to Paris, Brussels, and Berlin during the war.... and NYC,
Chicago, Detroit, Omaha, San Francisco, LA, Las Vegas, and many other places while hobo'ing before the war.... but when his rambling times were over, he wound up not 10 miles from where he was born...... and here he stayed until the end of his life.....

.... family lore has it that when Mitchum was down here in East Tennessee researching for the role, my Grandpa and he went on a three week bender together after having met at a now-defunct beer joint called "Little Reno" just off Highway 411 back in 1956.....

..."Little Reno" was torn down when the road was widened a few years back.....

.... it's sad how progress seems to somehow force us to live in our heads instead of providing us with landmarks to point at.... but, hey....... whose landmarks last forever?.......

..... I remember two tales about the goings on at "Little Reno" when my Grandpa was in his prime..... the first?....... he'd been drinking one weekend and called home for my Mother to come and fetch him........ when she arrived, he was shirtless in the November evening...... trousers, shoes, socks, tee-shirt, and jacket........

..... when she asked him what had happened, he simply said that a gentlemen he had been talking to had admired his shirt (a shirt which she had picked out for him - and bought - as a birthday present the month before)........ so he had stood up, unbuttoned the shirt, and given it to the man........ when my Mother asked him why, he simply said, "baby, I love that you bought me that shirt..... and I loved the shirt....... the cloth was beautiful......I loved the color......... but if you had seen that guy?...... when he said that he liked it, it seemed like the best thing to do was to give it to him...... he didn't have much else, sweetheart....."....

.... the second tale will have to wait until I am in a better mood...... it isn't quite so bloodless, if you know what I mean......

.... but after watching that movie tonight, I can't stop thinking about that shirt that he gave up..... he obviously loved it........

...... but more so, what did my Mother think?...... was she proud that he gave that shirt away?..... was she horrified?........ was she heart-sick?.....

..... seeing things as WE see them does not always make it the right point of view to examine things from, I guess.........

...... her birthday is tomorrow and I will be taking her to lunch........ so perhaps I will bring it up then......... besides, I think that it is a very good question to ask a woman who loved her Father so.......

by Eric on July 21, 2009 | Bullshit (7) | TrackBack (0) | Movies
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Best wishes to your dear Mother on her birthday!

Her answer to your question will be interesting, I'm sure.

Bullshitted by Jean on July 21, 2009 09:01 PM

God Bless your Mother for raising a Marine
Tell her Thanks and Happy Birthday from me.

Bullshitted by kdzu on July 21, 2009 09:58 PM

Happy birthday wishes to your mother.

I continue to be amazed how much you know about your family. It's wonderful, really. So, yes, please, ask her what she thought about that.

Bullshitted by Kath on July 22, 2009 05:09 AM

I am assuming that your grandparents would be about the same age as my parents. I would love to have met your grandpa. Tell your grandmother Happy Birthday.

Yep, that was a different generation. My father-in-law had the "movie star" looks with his wavy dark hair and suave ways. He also had the drinking thing down. Although he was cool, he was not the man my father was. That would be another story saved someday for my own blog.

Bullshitted by Lou on July 22, 2009 06:53 AM

Happy birthday to your Mom! You grandpa sounds an awful lot like my Uncle Bob.

Bullshitted by JihadGene on July 23, 2009 10:49 AM

Any man that looks like a combination of Robert Mitchum and Dean Martin is a handsome one!

I had a crush on Robert Mitchum when I was about 10 years old - still adore him. What a man he was. They just don't make them like your gramps and Mitchum any more.

Bullshitted by Vicki in GA on July 24, 2009 09:45 PM

Happy Birthday to your mom. Play-Doh?

Bullshitted by Cappy on July 25, 2009 08:10 AM