Sunday, July 27, 2014
Friday, June 20, 2014
And as the sun sets slowly in the west, I want to wish Captain Peter Blood a fond farewell--once again--and oh yes, a very merry birthday to Mr. Flynn. I love this portrait of Errol, not just because of the beauty of the man (although it is a shade influential) but because 1935 surreptitiously sneaks its way into the photo. Smooth sailing, one & all!
Posted by MELISSA at 7:52 PM
Thursday, January 2, 2014
"Here is my journey's end; and very sea-mark of my utmost sail....Unto the kingdom of perpetual night."
After life's fitful fever, he sleeps at last; nothing can touch him further.
Posted by MELISSA at 5:53 AM
Friday, February 1, 2013
Earlier this evening Captain Blood and Company set sail again, courtesy of TCM. As I had a truckload of tedious chores to complete (or at least pretend to attempt to complete), I told myself not to turn on the television. Over the past 5 decades I've seen this cherished film close to a zillion times now. I have the laser disc, the worn video as well as the DVD. And yet, how could I resist watching the Captain, the Navigator and assorted character actors once again kick Basil Rathbone's butt and thus ensure the waters of Southern California safe for pirating? Good heavens! Ross is on television.....who am I to resist? I should be made of sterner stuff and stagger away. Yeah, sure. So ignoring the pile of boxes and containers of Christmas Past, I surrendered 120 minutes to Ross, Errol, Basil, Olivia, Lionel and the rest of the crew. One. More.Time. It was time well spent. I found myself smiling again and again at these dear friends of ours. A pox upon the boxes and the assorted clutter. Tomorrow is another day--in fact it's Saturday--and I can guarantee it will all be waiting for me in the morning. And the delicate layer of dust won't be any thicker than it is now. In the meantime, I have visions of Ross' biceps dancing in my head.
Posted by MELISSA at 10:50 PM
Wednesday, January 2, 2013
As January 2nd was fast approaching, I found myself thinking of a favorite line by poet Langston Hughes. For a few days, it puzzled me but then----as so often with Ross---I felt as if I were privy to something directly related to him....or possibly from him. It isn't the first time, and most likely will not be the last. Prayers for you upon your Angel Day, dearest Ross. Wherever you are, may you always be within the Light and find Peace within yourself.
Posted by MELISSA at 12:15 AM
Friday, July 27, 2012
Although the rest of the world considers today the start of the XXX London 2012 Summer Olympics, WE
know what July 27th, 2012 really means....it's Ross's 105th birthday! Somewhere "out there" I hope he understands that after all this time, people still care. So with a wish and a prayer winging your way, here's to you, Birthday Boy and may you always know how dearly loved you are.
Posted by MELISSA at 12:23 AM