When the Show’s Over

“Trees swayin’ in the summer breeze
Showin’ off their silver leaves
As we walked by

“Soft kisses on a summer’s day
Laughing all our cares away
Just you and I

“Sweet sleepy warmth of summer nights
Gazing at the distant lights
In the starry sky

“They say that all good things must end some day
Autumn leaves must fall
But don’t you know that it hurts me so
To say goodbye to you
Wish you didn’t have to go
No no no no.” – A Summer Song by Chad and Jeremy, 1964

This simple, wistful song has always touched my heart from the time I was a kid.  There is so much poignancy in it.

“…all good things must end some day…” and at least for now, that day is today.  For the past week, we’ve been fortunate enough to have some vacation (courtesy of frequent flyer miles and the ability to stay with some family) in Florida in the Orlando area.  This was a bucket-lister for my wife and I.  We always wanted to be able to spend some time at Disney Land or Disney World with our little grandkids.  Our two youngest grand-daughters (one turned 5 on Monday, the other turns 2 next Tuesday) were here with us (along with their mom and dad!), and we had a blast!  I don’t know how the little ones held up…everyone else is exhausted!  But what a grand time and what terrific memories!  Little faces all crinkled up with laughter, eyes dancing in wonder at the Disney princesses, gazes lifted skyward for the fireworks and imaginations dancing with the Disney electric light parade.

However, today it is over….a long travel day to fly back home to the west coast, getting to our place of abode probably in the wee hours of Monday morning.

Today’s photo is one I shot at the fireworks on Thursday evening.  The fireworks are, of course, the finale, the end of the show, the sign that it’s time to go home and back to “life”.  It is melancholy.  I think that we all want the fireworks in our lives to just keep on going, to light up the sky and space around us with joy and delight for all of our days.  That’s an impossibly tall order, I guess, unless we learn to live as little kids again who find delight in things as simple as a rock, a lizard, or a sticker we can apply to our forehead and wear as we walk around with a goofy face.

One other observation that really struck me on this trip: love is everywhere.  As we walked through the Disney parks and other places, you could see parents loving their children, children wrapping their arms around mom and dad and their siblings, grandparents kissing and cradling their little grand children.  It was perhaps the most beautiful thing about this trip to be reminded of the power of love and of a pair of little, encircling arms and the tiny fingers of a hand wrapped around your own.

_MG_6191ON THIS DAY IN HISTORY: in 1954, the famous picture of Marilyn Monroe, laughing as her skirt is blown up by the blast from a subway vent, is shot on this day in 1954 during the filming of The Seven Year Itch. The scene infuriated her husband, Joe DiMaggio, who felt it was exhibitionist, and the couple divorced shortly afterward.

Monroe made her last picture in 1961, The Misfits, which Miller wrote especially for her. She divorced him a week before the film opened. She attempted one more film, Something’s Got to Give, but was fired for her frequent illnesses and absences from the set, which many believed to be related to drug addiction. In August 1962, she died from an overdose of sleeping pills. Her death was ruled a possible suicide. Since her death, her popularity and mystique have endured, with numerous biographies published after her death. Her ex-husband Joe DiMaggio continued to send flowers to her grave every day for the rest of his life.

TRIVIA FOR TODAY: Gordon Sumner, the rock star and actor known as Sting, got his nickname from the yellow-and-black jerseys he used to wear, which fellow musicians thought made him look like a bumble bee.


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