Beloved Musical Film One Of Many Favorite Things

“A stag, a flea stag, Ray a drop a ‘garden shun,” my 2-year-old granddaughter, Alice, sings as she climbs to dizzying heights on the kitchen counter.

Daughter Jill lifts her off the counter and puts her back on the floor, and together they sing, “Me a name my name is …”

Little Georgie, who is 3 years old and quite independent, plays with a truck on the ground and rings the bell: “A long way to go. ”

Son-in-law John moans, although he knows all the words to all the songs in “The Sound of Music”.

It’s inevitable when Jill is in life. When she was little I bought a used video machine that accompanied a movie – “The Sound of Music”. Jill, and therefore the rest of the family, watched this movie continuously until the machine broke down.

“I think I watched this movie something like 200 times growing up,” Jill says.

Even now, it’s often on the big screen of their TV. She loves this movie, like most people.

“She’s watched it 200 more times in the 11 years we’ve been married,” John says.

“I remember those days at home,” I said. “I mean, when Jill was 16, he was 17 …”

“STOP!” said Jean.

Marsha, my beloved and cherished wife who is celebrating a birthday today, loves the tunes. She plays them on her piano and hums when she hears one. Of course, she knows the lyrics to every song in “The Sound of Music” and sings out loud every time Julie Andrews opens Maria’s mouth and sings one.

I remember the first time we saw the movie in theaters when we were in college. The reason I remember is that I was trying to steal a kiss in the dark cinema palace when I heard a “harrum!” Behind me and turned to find my future stepfather and stepmom sitting right behind us. I wanted to point out that Marsha was 18, she’s 19, so a little bit of smooching during the movie was perfectly fine, but somehow the ardor died down when that “harrumph ! Has been published.

Years later, we were enjoying the leftovers of a good meal at a dinner show. Dan, the guy sitting to my left, asked if I had my rubber nose with me. Every time I went to the bank where he worked, I slipped this fantastic rubber nose under my glasses, and he always took great pleasure in it. Why did he do it? Why do I have? It was one of our favorite things.

In this case, I had my rubber nose in the pocket of my sports jacket. I put it on, just to amuse Dan. Marsha’s pointy elbow broke a few ribs on the right side, but they were quite flexible at this point in our marriage.

No sooner had I put that tapered rubber nose to my face than a spotlight suddenly shot across the theater – pointed straight at Dan and me. I sat there, stunned by the glare as the entire audience stared at us.

“Damn it, Dan! I mumbled without moving my lips. “Should I raise my hand and take my nose off?” ”

“Aidel your vise. That too will pass, he replied without moving his lips.

And he did. Directly behind my high seat in the theater, a soprano voice began to sing. “The hills are alive, to the sound of music …”

Even in a dinner show, Maria had to climb all the mountains, and the highest point in the theater turned out to be right behind me.

I can teach my grandchildren so much that they need to know about life and life. If only they were careful.

Jim Whitehouse lives in Albion.