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Friday movie picks–Christmas edition

by chuckofish

It being that happy season of Christmas movie viewing, I thought I’d just remind you of my favorites. Here are my top five:

1. White Christmas (1954)

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Oh, I do love this movie and have blogged about it here. I just watched it last weekend for probably the 50th time. It never gets old.

2. The Bishop’s Wife (1947)

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A wonderful film with a stellar cast–and it’s about Episcopalians!

3. Miracle on 34th Street (1947)

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Here’s another one that never gets old. I watched it over the Thanksgiving holiday and enjoyed it anew.

4. Home Alone (1990) This one still makes me laugh out loud. Do not, however, waste your time on Home Alone 2 (1992).

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5. 3 Godfathers (1948) This John Wayne classic is my all-time favorite Christmas movie!

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Other favorites include Scrooge (1951),  It’s a Wonderful Life (1947), and A Christmas Story (1983).

Other movies I like a lot which can’t really be categorized as Christmas movies, but include a Christmas element are Edward Scissorhands (1990) and The World of Henry Orient (1964).

Here’s a blast from the past that is available on YouTube: A Smoky Mountain Christmas, which was first aired on TV in 1986. It stars Dolly Parton, Lee Majors and John Ritter, and, although admittedly a bit hokey, I liked it then and I still do.

Have I left out anything? I think I’ll hunker down this weekend and get in the mood. It sounds like a plan to me.

This and that

by chuckofish

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Our grandmother Catherine Cameron 1966

Remember when people received so many Christmas cards in the mail that they could use them as a decorative device at home? Well, times have certainly changed, haven’t they? I get fewer and fewer every year. As of 12/10/14, I have received five.

Mine are ready to go in the mail. Maybe I’ll get a few in response. Some people seem to wait and see who sends them before they return the favor. Please. Oh well, c’est la vie, but I like getting cards! Don’t you?

Here’s a link to an interesting story about Billy Graham and Louis Zamperini, the hero of Unbroken, the bestselling book by Laura Hillenbrand. You won’t see anything about Billy Graham in Angelina Jolie’s movie adaption of the book, but he was the guy who saved Zamperini’s life after he survived WWII. I knew when I read the book that this would be the case. Hollywood would never tell the whole story.

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Indeed, Zamperini survived the war and years of incarceration in a Japanese prisoner of war camp against incredible odds, but he was a broken man when he returned to California. He was angry and bitter and could not get back on track. The happy ending came, however, when he went in 1949 to one of Billy Graham’s first revivals and literally had a come-to-Jesus moment.

On the night of Oct. 23, Zamperini heard Graham say: “If you suffer, I’ll give you the grace to go forward.”

Hillenbrand, drawing on more than 70 interviews with Zamperini for “Unbroken,” tells how he recalled all the miraculous moments when his body might have broken and yet did not.

But on that night, Zamperini’s broken soul was touched. He walked down the sawdust aisle toward the Graham.

Over the next six decades, hundreds of thousands heard those words and did the same.

“God has spoken to you,” Graham said then, and ever after. “You come on.”

Zamperini became a devout Presbyterian and spent his life “giving back” and working with young people. What a made-for-Hollywood ending! But, of course, Hollywood no longer sees it that way. Perhaps that is why no one goes to the movies anymore.

And for all you LEGO nerds out there:

LEGO Christmas tree in Sydney, Australia

LEGO Christmas tree in Sydney, Australia

Pretty cool, eh?

And to wrap up this and that, here is a good prayer for the Feast Day of Karl Barth, which was yesterday, December 10:

Almighty God, source of justice beyond human knowledge: We offer thanks that thou didst inspire Karl Barth to resist tyranny and exalt thy saving grace, without which we cannot apprehend thy will. Teach us, like him, to live by faith, and even in chaotic and perilous times to perceive the light of thy eternal glory, Jesus Christ our Redeemer; who livest and reignest with thee and the Holy Spirit, ever one God, throughout all ages. Amen.

Have a good Thursday!

Comfortable in Babylon

by chuckofish

On Sunday our preacher (the Associate Rector who is pretty good) reminded us that we post-modern Christians are like Isaiah’s Jews in exile in Babylon. He warned us against becoming too comfortable in this world, especially during Advent. Good point.

I try to keep in mind that Jesus is indeed the reason for the season. I try not to go overboard on buying presents and decorating the house. But December is the month when the Puritan in me takes a vacation.

I think this is because so much of the Christmas season is tied up in memory and in remembering our childhood Christmases. In tradition: This is how we always did it.

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So happy in 1959

Our mother loved Christmas. She loved the decorations, the presents, the wrapping of presents, the writing of special poems for cards, the mailing of packages, the making of fruit cakes. It was a big deal at our house.

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Happy again in 1962

Not to decorate the house and have two trees and all that goes with them would seem like treachery somehow. That may seem like a strong word, but that’s how I feel. I am always surprised by people who no longer put up a tree in their empty nest. Why bother? Well, because.

The Scrooge in me does get annoyed with the houses that have their lights done professionally in the neighborhoods where one-upmanship seems to be rampant. And I never get started before Thanksgiving. The big tree will never go up until a week before Christmas. I do have standards.

Home is definitely the place to be for the holidays–even if only in your dreams.

Way back Wednesday

by chuckofish

katie santaThis must have been the year our mother was in a rush to get everything done and so she didn’t have time to dress us up in going-to-visit-Santa finery. Don’t I look special though?

And by special I mean “special.”

Back to the salt mines or You’ve got to grind, grind, grind at that grindstone*

by chuckofish

Having gotten up at 4 a.m. to drive daughter #1 to the airport to catch an early flight back to NYC, I am now heading off to the salt mines where I may get a bit of rest after all the holiday hoopla.

Last week is kind of a blur. A blur filled with parties,

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gift giving (and receiving),

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eating too much , drinking more than usual,

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shopping a lot, going to church (even a funeral)

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and talking pretty much non-stop.

We also watched Mary Poppins and the next night saw Saving Mr. Banks, which I enjoyed very much.

I was in the third grade when I first saw Mary Poppins in 1964.

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We went to see it at the fabulous Fox Theatre downtown for my dual personality’s 6th birthday. We went to the University Club for dinner first. It was a huge deal. The build-up was big. We must have been so excited. I just remember loving it–every minute–and being so sad when it was over. And wanting to go again, which we did.

When was the last time you felt like that at the end of a movie?

While you’re mulling over this question, here’s a little something fun from the Ashmoelean Museum at Oxford:

* Bert in Mary Poppins

Holiday moments

by chuckofish

Young folk

Young folk

More young folk

More young folk

Some old guys

Some old guys

Using the good dishes

Using the good dishes

Cool socks

Cool socks

Awesome t-shirts for English majors

Awesome t-shirts for English majors

Presents for pretty girls

Presents for pretty girls

Dance party!

Dance party!

The kiddos

The kiddos

Quelle week! Quelle year! Have a good weekend!

And then, in a twinkling

by chuckofish

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Felicity, Kirsten and Molly have changed into their Christmas finery. The big day is almost nigh. Are you ready for St. Nick?

One for the little bitty baby

by chuckofish

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Our parents were big Kingston Trio fans and I have fond memories of listening to their 1960 Christmas album, The Last Month of the Year.

The album included spirituals and Old English rounds and none of the standard stuff. Nick Reynolds said in an interview later that “musically, it came off very well; it just didn’t sell.” Well, we had a copy and we played it a lot!

Click this link for a little something to whet your appetite for the those clean-cut boys of yore.

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for another version of the same song performed by the great Johnny Cash with Carl Perkins, the Statler Brothers, and all the lovely Carter ladies.

Listen to it all–you’ll be rockin’ your way closer to Christmas!

P.S. Is this where the expression “five by five” comes from?

Good tidings to Zion

by chuckofish

It is that time of year when I listen to Christmas music in my car. Don’t you? Recently I have been listening to Handel’s Messiah in the car on my daily round-trip to work. This, as you probably know, is an English-language oratorio composed in 1741 by George Frideric Handel

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with a scriptural text compiled by Charles Jennens from the King James Bible and from the Psalms included in the Book of Common Prayer.

So you know it is right up my alley.

It was first performed in Dublin on April 13, 1742 and received its London premiere nearly a year later. After an initially modest public reception, the oratorio gained in popularity, eventually becoming one of the best-known and most frequently performed choral works in Western music.

Anyway, I highly recommend listening to it in the car. It’ll get you going in the morning!

Stir up thy power

by chuckofish

Yesterday, in case you were unaware, was “Stirring-it-up Sunday”–at least in merry old England. My friend Carla, who has an English mother-in-law like my dual personality, told me that the third Sunday in Advent is when everyone goes home from church and prepares/stirs up the Christmas pudding. It is also the Sunday when the collect of the day is:

Stir up thy power, O Lord, and with great might come among us; and, because we are sorely hindered by our sins, let they bountiful grace and mercy speedily help and deliver us; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom, with thee ad the Holy Ghost, be honor and glory, world without end. Amen.

Jolly appropriate, don’t you think?

I did not go home and stir up anything in my kitchen, but I thought fondly of Carla’s husband Chris stirring it up in his.

No, I spent my weekend–spoiler alert–wrapping presents. It is one of those things that takes a long time and can be as hard on the back as some forms of physical labor. I also worked on getting the house ready for the arrival of daughter #2 on Wednesday night. Once she is home we will decorate our big tree. As planned the boy came over and put the tree up in its stand, so that the branches can come down.

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I also shoveled the front walk. I like to get out in the snow. It reminds me of my college days. Here I am at the Williams College Winter Carnival in 1977 falling down the slalom course with a friend. We were gate keepers. We picked up the flags when they got knocked down.

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Winter Carnival 1977

Unlike my mother who skied for Middlebury, I couldn’t even handle gate-keeping apparently. You might be surprised how steep that hill is.

I was better at this kind of winter activity.

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…watching while other people built snow sculptures. It is good to know one’s limitations.

How was your weekend?

P.S. R.I.P. Peter O’Toole:
Into paradise may the angels lead thee; and at thy coming may the martyrs receive thee, and bring thee into the holy city Jerusalem.
–BCP, Burial of the Dead, Rite I

Peter O'Toole made a hellavu good angel in "The Bible".

Peter O’Toole made a hellavu good angel in “The Bible”.