Looking at old pictures, I am stricken By how we've changed. Even those I Did not know, never encountered but In photos, are amended as they age. My mother was so dewy, so fresh as A girl, as a young woman; that sad Speculation in her eyes, now in mine, Reflected time passing. Her mother, Staring out of a frame, shows me a Likeness that pleases me, as much as My mother's eyes in my mirror do. It Is heredity, my own, depicted in my Face. Even if it is not the same face I find in that photograph from 1990, There is something I recognize there. Something of my own. As we get older I have said there is something generic In our appearance. It is harder to hold The individuality of youth; harder to Maintain the vibrance of middle-age. I am stricken by how we've changed.
Watching birds in formation I ignore their enemy species Now flying free they needn't Seem like the pigeons I so Dislike. Early in their day, I See the flapping choreography Of birds in sync with one another. Their wings so rapid as they Swoop above and make yet one More beautiful circle overhead.
The L.A. Planetarium plays a prominent part in Rebel Without A Cause.
The teens from Rebel, watching the dire predictions of collisions and booms, are more engrossed in their own life angst. The adults in their lives can’t seem to provide them the guidance they need.
Officially named the Griffiths Observatory, it makes an interesting cameo in La La Land. It has appeared on TV episodes as well and some dozens of other films.
The Griffiths Observatory’s presence in Rebel was dour. In La La aery.
On a tangent that leads away from L.A. but still features a planetarium, I recall how much I loved stargazing. At least from the comfort of plush seats.
New York City has a well rated world-class planetarium of its own adjacent to our often-in-films dinosaur museum. The American Museum of Natural History is the setting for A Night In The Miseum, a series that is neither dour nor aery.
The observatory here in New York City is called The Hayden Planetarium.
And we’re once again back full circle to films. If not quite back to L.A.
Not just for the color on the trees or the crispness in the air but for its promise. The spring will overwhelm with expectation but the Fall has wisdom. It’s a temperate time of year, sometimes breezy, others balmy.
This bronze stag has taken its stand in our neighborhood for some time now.
This dental practice seems to be on a mission we as New Yorkers should appreciate. The goal, I gather, is to put a smile on our faces.
The return to school in the Fall used to require a visit to the dentist.
While he might not recall or Expands and stretches his Own, he is aware that others Have a personal history they Share, sometimes sparingly, And revere. He knows his is Worth a great deal to those He has loved, who love him. These memories are precious.
Names like Silverman have a history that connects the named with an occupation. Surnames were a later development in the human community.
It used to be that you would be directed to find Max. He’s the blacksmith. Max the blacksmith might become Max Smith in a shortening of his trade.
The mob, if gangster films teach us anything, will use a trait to identify a comrade in arms. Joey Triggers or Tony Safes might be a moniker in use. Since Joey and Tony come from a long line of Capistranos and Conamores they already have a last name. If they’d lived in the middle ages, the nickname would stick for the next generations.
Aaron Judge may be in the wrong field yet as an outfielder he broke Roger Maris’ home run record this year. Judge him not or judge him great.
Mike Hammer should’ve been a carpenter but The Carpenters were definitely, based on their name not their talent, in the wrong line of work. Perhaps they should have been called The Singing Carpenters.
(Yes I do know that Mike Hammer was a fictional sleuth.) MC Hammer, like The Carpenters, also finds himself in the singing game with Grammys to prove it’s for real.
I am certain you know a Singer who can’t or a Taylor who doesn’t? It’s such wonderful symmetry when the name and the doing align.
The Emmy-winning writer from Schitt’s Creek, David West Read has a great name for what he does.
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