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I found it most interesting! See, how content she could be in spite of hardships most people today would find insurmountable and hardly a luxury to be even thought of. April, I am glad you liked it. I almost didn't post it because it was so long...( and when have I ever been known to make "long" posts?) :-) I more or less skimmed through those letters as I was looking for any reference to what I ended up posting...but from what I read she gets my vote for having the right mix of guts, determination, and good sense to endure the sorts of things I am sure were more "everyday" than most of what we have to face here and now. I am such a wimp....I bet I wouldn't have lasted a week, let alone a lifetime in those sorts of conditions. This whole subject reminds me a bit of what we discussed a while back as to our mutual thinking that it might have been good to have lived during that time....and as I recall, I think I said something like..... my committment to that thought usually lasts about as long as it takes me to turn on a light switch or start up the dishwasher... (did I mention I was a wimp?) :-)

I loved HEARTLAND Hi Barb....I did some googling around...this is a very interesting collection of writings from the woman the movie was about... http://etext.virginia.edu/etcbin/toccer-new2?id=SteHome.sgm&images=images/modeng&data=/texts/english/modeng/parsed&tag=public&part=all Here is where I found her telling a little about her marriage and the baby....I am going to see if I can find this movie at the library...I think I would like to see it again, if only to refresh my memory more...I think I was a freshman in college when I saw it and that was only once.... (this is a bit long....but I really enjoyed reading it...) "THE HOMESTEADER'S MARRIAGE AND A LITTLE FUNERAL December 2, 1912. DEAR MRS. CONEY, Every time I get a new letter from you I get a new inspiration, and I am always glad to hear from you. I have often wished I might tell you all about my Clyde, but have not because of two things. One is I could not even begin without telling you what a good man he is, and I didn't want you to think I could do nothing but brag. The other reason is the haste I married in. I am ashamed of that. I am afraid you will think me a Becky Sharp of a person. But although I married in haste, I have no cause to repent. That is very fortunate because I have never had one bit of leisure to repent in. So I am lucky all around. The engagement was powerfully short because both agreed that the trend of events and ranch work seemed to require that we be married first and do our "sparking" afterward. You see, we had to **** in the wedding between times, that is, between planting the oats and other work that must be done early or not at all. In Wyoming ranchers can scarcely take time even to be married in the springtime. That having been settled, the license was sent for by mail, and as soon as it came Mr. Stewart saddled **** and went down to the house of Mr. Pearson, the justice of the peace and a friend of long standing. I had never met any of the family and naturally rather dreaded to have them come, but Mr. Stewart was firm in wanting to be married at home, so he told Mr. Pearson he wanted him and his family to come up the following Wednesday and serve papers on the "wooman i' the hoose." They were astonished, of course, but being such good friends they promised him all the assistance they could render. They are quite the dearest, most interesting family! I have since learned to love them as my own. Well, there was no time to make wedding clothes, so I had to "do up" what I did have. Isn't it queer how sometimes, do what you can, work will keep getting in the way until you can't get anything done? That is how it was with me those few days before the wedding; so much so that when Wednesday dawned everything was topsy-turvy and I had a very strong desire to run away. But I always did hate a "piker," so I stood pat. Well, I had most of the dinner cooked, but it kept me hustling to get the house into anything like decent order before the old dog barked, and I knew my moments of liberty were limited. It was blowing a perfect hurricane and snowing like midwinter. I had bought a beautiful pair of shoes to wear on that day, but my vanity had squeezed my feet a little, so while I was so busy at work I had kept on a worn old pair, intending to put on the new ones later; but when the Pearsons drove up all I thought about was getting them into the house where there was fire, so I forgot all about the old shoes and the apron I wore. I had only been here six weeks then, and was a stranger. That is why I had no one to help me and was so confused and hurried. As soon as the newcomers were warm, Mr. Stewart told me I had better come over by him and stand up. It was a large room I had to cross, and how I did it before all those strange eyes I never knew. All I can remember very distinctly is hearing Mr. Stewart saying, "I will," and myself chiming in that I would, too. Happening to glance down, I saw that I had forgotten to take off my apron or my old shoes, but just then Mr. Pearson pronounced us man and wife, and as I had dinner to serve right away I had no time to worry over my odd toilet. Anyway the shoes were comfortable and the apron white, so I suppose it could have been worse; and I don't think it has ever made any difference with the Pearsons, for I number them all among my most esteemed friends. It is customary here for newlyweds to give a dance and supper at the hall, but as I was a stranger I preferred not to, and so it was a long time before I became acquainted with all my neighbors. I had not thought I should ever marry again. Jerrine was always such a dear little pal, and I wanted to just knock about foot-loose and free to see life as a gypsy sees it. I had planned to see the Cliff-Dwellers' home; to live right there until I caught the spirit of the surroundings enough to live over their lives in imagination anyway. I had planned to see the old missions and to go to Alaska; to hunt in Canada. I even dreamed of Honolulu. Life stretched out before me one long, happy jaunt. I aimed to see all the world I could, but to travel unknown bypaths to do it. But first I wanted to try homesteading. But for my having the grippe, I should never have come to Wyoming. Mrs. Seroise, who was a nurse at the institution for nurses in Denver while I was housekeeper there, had worked one summer at Saratoga, Wyoming. It was she who told me of the pine forests. I had never seen a pine until I came to Colorado; so the idea of a home among the pines fascinated me. At that time I was hoping to pass the Civil-Service examination, with no very definite idea as to what I would do, but just to be improving my time and opportunity. I never went to a public school a day in my life. In my childhood days there was no such thing in the Indian Territory part of Oklahoma where we lived, so I have had to try hard to keep learning. Before the time came for the examination I was so discouraged because of the grippe that nothing but the mountains, the pines, and the clean, fresh air seemed worth while; so it all came about just as I have written you. So you see I was very deceitful. Do you remember, I wrote you of a little baby boy dying? That was my own little Jamie, our first little son. For a long time my heart was crushed. He was such a sweet, beautiful boy. I wanted him so much. He died of erysipelas. I held him in my arms till the last agony was over. Then I dressed the beautiful little body for the grave. Clyde is a carpenter; so I wanted him to make the little coffin. He did it every bit, and I lined and padded it, trimmed and covered it. Not that we could n't afford to buy one or that our neighbors were not all that was kind and willing; but because it was a sad pleasure to do everything for our little first-born ourselves. As there had been no physician to help, so there was no minister to comfort, and I could not bear to let our baby leave the world without leaving any message to a community that sadly needed it. His little message to us had been love, so I selected a chapter from John and we had a funeral service, at which all our neighbors for thirty miles around were present. So you see, our union is sealed by love and welded by a great sorrow.+ Little Jamie was the first little Stewart. God has given me two more precious little sons. The old sorrow is not so keen now. I can bear to tell you about it, but I never could before. When you think of me, you must think of me as one who is truly happy. It is true, I want a great many things I have n't got, but I don't want them enough to be discontented and not enjoy the many blessings that are mine. I have my home among the blue mountains, my healthy, well-formed children, my clean, honest husband, my kind, gentle milk cows, my garden which I make myself. I have loads and loads of flowers which I tend myself. There are lots of chickens, turkeys, and pigs which are my own special care. I have some slow old gentle horses and an old wagon. I can load up the kiddies and go where I please any time. I have the best, kindest neighbors and I have my dear absent friends. Do you wonder I am so happy? When I think of it all, I wonder how I can crowd all my joy into one short life. I don't want you to think for one moment that you are bothering me when I write you. It is a real pleasure to do so. You're always so good to let me tell you everything. I am only afraid of trying your patience too far. Even in this long letter I can't tell you all I want to; so I shall write you again soon. Jerrine will write too. Just now she has very sore fingers. She has been picking gooseberries, and they have been pretty severe on her brown little paws. With much love to you, I am "Honest and truly" yours, ELINORE RUPERT STEWART

(anyone got the next line on this one?)

Way cool April....what a treat!

Don't you know it!!! And all the ones that say "photo not available" well...those are the ones he'll never see coming!! :-)

What you see in a movie is not exactly how history went.....A real movie, historically accurate, about Nixon and Watergate, covering the full story, would be absolutely fascinating. I have always wondered why people in the movie industry feel so obligated to "embellish" upon what is already interesting and dramatic in its own right. Yet...it is a common practice... and a large part of the reason why a lot of these films receive so much praise from some...and so much condemnation from others. Folks tend to gravitate to what they want to believe is true and will usually not allow themselves to be "entertained" by films that go beyond what their preconceived notions will allow... so filmmakers (especially today) are not interested in telling any sort of version of an historical story other than the ones they either think most people will "buy into" and accept or ones that they themselves have personally "bought into" and accepted as well. (And PS..lets face facts....most filmmakers out there today are FILLED to the brim w/ a lot of historically inaccurate preconceived notions.) I mean all this to say that although President Nixon is guilty of many things...he has been SO demonized by so many for so long....that most people are only willing to consider what others say about him so long as it is bad... And hence... Frost/Nixon is likely going to be a popular movie for a lot of people...and historical accuracy will have little or nothing to do with it.

(Oh listen to me gloat, I'm terrible gloat all you like...as a resident of that city I give you my permission. :-)

Very good! You got it! I cheated.. I've actually never seen it... I'll call in my own "professional." Well...in that case...I will call in ALL my reinforcements: http://www.tommycowboy.com/Actors-Movies.htm Or....better yet...I will just cook something for you.....This one looks like it might be your favorite:

HA!!!!!!HA!!!!! HA!!!!! That was worth logging back onto here for...I was just about to hit the hay!!! Too hilarious...but...If I ever do this to YOU....I won't need to call in THE PROFESSIONALS!! :-) Dangit! You're always one step ahead of me and one step behind. How do you do that?! Oh...now if I told you...I'd have to... Well... Let's just say it's a "Peacemaker" sort of thing. :-) Buenos Noches, Mr. Grey. :-)

Uh-oh. You're not going to do this to me, are you? Perish the thought!!!! Then you would use it as an excuse to not be able to type!!! I am still holding out on that whole "dangling you upside down by that frozen rope over top of the keyboard" idea...I KNOW that will come in handy someday!! My time has been very limited since Christmas Eve. Tonight is the only night I've had to myself. The next three days are going to be zapped, too. I'm hoping to post on the board on Friday. Well..I've been busy myself...so I will give you an excuZe....for now... :-) Rest up and have a relaxing new year. Then when you do get time, I am interested in your ramble, young man... That rope will keep nicely in the freezer... for now... :-)

Pssssst....April....I wonder how long we will have to wait for the Grey Guy to ramble on TMFL???? He SAID he wanted to chat about it way back when we were chatting up the bad men.... :-)

It wasn't a particularly heart-wrenching moment, Ok..then what I am remembering is a different movie because this baby was a "home alone" delivery and if I recall correctly did not make it....very heartwrenching...Don't know what film I am confusing this one with then...but again...I am remembering from a LONG time ago... Ok...PS...I found it--THIS is the one I was thinking of: http://www.alibris.co.uk/moviesearch?qsort=r&page=1&matches=6&browse=1&qwork=100021918&actor=Rip+Torn&mtype=V&full=1 Obviously I was confused....(big surprise) ...as Miss Emily Latella would say..."Never Mind.." :-) Message was edited by: rohanaka

Rip Torn appears as Marsh in CROSS CREEK Hi Barb, I am going to trust you on your description of him as I think I saw this way back in the early 80's and don't remember too many details...except the baby part..if I am even remembering the right movie to begin with...but if I am correct, as I recall that was a very heartwrenching portion of the story...maybe I will come across it again and refresh my memory. Hi April...WOW..way cool Tom stuff.(You are just having too much fun, arent you!) :-) I think you are right in your suggestion that "Bull" is how we are going to always measure his other performances by...I just can't see that guy that "mean"..and yet...he does have the look for it sometimes...(PS...the "Paul Newman" hat has GOT to go!!) :-)

I think they earn a respect for each other after the fight. At times they get along and at times they argue I agree there is a mutual respect...I even wondered at one point if it would have been possible for them to be friends on some level...but I think there were too many issues to really consider it a possibility. And on top of that, he (Kennedy) just had too many personal weaknesses of character in the long run that I am sure Stewart's character would likely have not been willing to put up with. One character I really liked was "Charley" and he "stuck with" Stewart even though he really didn't have to. He struck me as the kind of guy who would be good to know in that sort of situation. :-)

There was one scene in Hills of Kentucky where I started to hum "Poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed..." Ok...now after having read that...I feel free to confess to also thinking (when I saw the first cap...he looked like Jed's better lookin' cousin....I think it is the scruffy, plus shirt, plus jacket combined w/ the hat....all the best dress Hill folk are wearin' it....) :-) PS...Barb....I believe I have seen the film (Cross Creek) you referred to but it was a long, long time ago (like when it first came out at the theater?) ..it takes a while to warm up to old Rip though if I recollect...but it has been a long time (so I could be remembering it wrong).

Good news! Scruffy Tom is BACK HA! April..I bet you are having fun watching all these new "Tom" films. I like the way he is dressed in that first screencap...a very nice "scruffy" look to be sure. He wears it well. :-)

Crisp is a man who is "blind" where his son is concerned, yet he has been plagued by a dream (vision) of a stranger who was to come and do him harm. It isn't until he he is literally struck blind that he begins to "see" the truth. April...you are right on target about the father/son thing. (though I gotta confess...the whole "dream thing" sort of made me roll my eyes a little) I loved those screencaps (nice save) It is a very telling moment the way she answers him back...I like the way the turn of events played out between them. PS...on the TRT similarities...it is really more about a "feeling" that I had while watching rather than specific storyline similarities...I don't know how to explain it..but way back when I thought of it, it sort of made sense...now I am just hopingI am not too out of whack ..(at least about THAT anyway) :-)

Katherine McLintock in McLintock! - Rich, spirited, beloved---and feared. I could get to like that. HA!! Good one. (Wish I'd thought of that, myself!!) :-)

Would now be as good a time as any to start rambling about The Man from Laramie? Hi there April....I think this would be as good a time as any (given everybody's response so far) I personally enjoyed getting to see this one a couple of weeks ago during one of my "library film watching extravaganzas" I think it was a very nice example of a Stewart Western. I can't really say it is my absolute favorite for him, but there were certain parts of it that I liked a lot. It was a nice mix of Western, with a little romance....even some "mystery" thrown in for good measure...I really like the older couple rivalry/ lost love angle . Not to mention this film is yet another fine example of "strained" family relationships gone awry. (Is it just me or is that a somewhat common theme in a lot of western movies?) All in all a really nice tale...I am sure I have more comments to make...but would like to hear from some of you folks...MR GREY...you have always said this is one of your FAVES....tell me more...and Movieman...April....everyone else...start ramblin!! (Anybody got any screencaps or pictures they want to post??) PS...one thing I will add is that originally (way back before we got into the 3Bad Men rambles, I had intended to do a "compare and contrast" ramble of Laramie w/ Two Rode Together....I saw both of these within about a week of each other...they are VERY different...and yet in a lot of ways they remind me a bit of each other....But I wasn't smart enought to get anything written down and got distracted and now I don't know that my thoughts would be as clear as they would have been back then. But everyone else feel free to add any comments you'd like about either film or both of them.... as I think it would be fun....the more the merrier. :-)

35 On tonight's episode of "Prison Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous..." "Ok...the coast is clear. We are finally bustin' out of this joint... see..the dog will act as a distraction and do some little twirly tricks for the guards. Meanwhile, my chauffeur Pierre is pulling the Rolls Royce laundry van up to the window...Now if you can just hand me that rope we made out of the satin sheets and pillow cases, we will be out of here before the after dinnner brandy is served ..."

In a fit of Santschi-Girl mania, I ordered these four movies featuring our Tom: Hills of Kentucky (1927) The Cradle of Courage (1920) Little Orphant Annie (1918) Ten Nights in a Bar-Room (1931) I may try to watch them today. April...wow!!! YOU WILL do some more rambling for us won't you??) (I enjoyed your caps over in the movie ramble thread as well) .... :-)

Hiya April...hope you (and everyone else) had a very pleasant day....I'm glad to read your assessment on the 36 Godfathers. (PS...thanks for the offer) I still have yet to watch my tape (but a lot of what you wrote matches up to what I remember) ...I have been too immersed in enjoying the short person's Christmas gift--she got the 30th Anniversary DVD of School House Rock (way cool! ) thanks to Grandma and Grandpa. And I am also happy to report that I am the now the owner of The James Stewart Westerns Collection set.(Yeehaw!!!) Though I have a confession to make...when my folks asked what to get the kidling for Christmas, the Schoolhouse Rock DVD was my suggestion....and then I said in passing that I had been looking for the Stewart set for myself and that if they came across it, could they please also pick that one up for me as well and I would pay them for it...talk a bout a HUGE hint (given my tightfisted ways, that should have been a really BIG tip off ) And then, of course, one day last week my mom tells me one of her famous holiday "fibs"..."We found the Schoolhouse Rock thing...but we did not find the Stewart set...maybe you can find it somewhere else later" (my mom is such a rotten fibber) So I was about 90 % sure my "plan" succeeded...still there was nothing under the tree that looked like a DVD set w/ my name on it...only to find out they had also gotten me a large leather covered "treasure" box (I collect boxes, tins, decorative containers, etc) And lo and behold..inside the box was that DVD set....two nice surprises in one. :-) Thanks for the "Annie" screencaps (what a treat!) ..and Jack....THANKS SO MUCH for the Irena caps..that is one of my most favorite parts of that film. PS...KEEP the Mozart...you won't regret it....just be a little patient and sooner or later that Fox Set will find its way to your door....at least that is what I keep telling myself as well!! :-)

I'm partial to this simple one, though: http://www.taunton.com/finecooking/recipes/cakey_brownies.aspx That one sounds like it is right up my alley..YUM. ( I would likely ruin the other one...I am not opposed to cooking w/ some liquor...but I wouldn't do enough of it to afford buying it...and I am not sure how muchof it would actually "bake off" so I think the second one you mentioned would be more my speed. This is the one that I was looking up last night....A friend of mine made these so I wanted to give them a try...very yummy...I love chocolate and cherries together almost as much as chocolate and raspberries. :-) http://www.geocities.com/webcipes/dessert/d833.html You found Sammy even though he was squashed! This is heartwarming to me!! After all, better squashed than vanished. Yep...we had several more happy years together after that joyful reunion...and then...shortly after my dad retired from the army we had just moved into a house that we were renting after moving back to Missouri (I had just graduated high school a few weeks before) and tragedy occured when the basement flooded BIG TIME and the box he and a few of my other "stuffed treasures" were in got totally waterlogged (completely submerged)...very disgusting...It was a horrible mess...Alas poor Sammy....I knew him well. :-)

I set my alarm for the '36 THREE GODFATHERS If I believed in it...I'd say we must be linked psychically...(I blame those blonde little alien kids) I too stayed up too late to..and to make matters worse...I did not have time to try and figure out the programing stuff on the old/new vcr...so I had to set an alarm as well...and i shut it off and fell back asleep for about 15 minutes or so..so I missed taping that much of it. I haven't watched yet...but I am sure I will still enjoy what I did manage to tape and will just have to try again another time to get myself a "keeper" copy. Hope your day was a happy one!! :-)

"Small Town Girl" Very good , MilesArcher...and a Merry Christmas Evening to you... (PS....since the "soup" in question was just a "bonus" I'll through in the answer...it was Terrapin...blech!.) :-) You have the board. :-)