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Sunday, August 26, 2007

So Dear To My Heart

When I was growing up, my three sisters and our parents drove to my maternal grandparents' home every Sunday. These visits with our many cousins, aunts and uncles (my mother was one of nine) were not just visits - they were events! Following a huge potluck meal (we'd pack the trunk of our old Hudson with fried chicken, potato salad, Jell-O and usually a devil's food cake or Mother's famous Frosted Creams) the adults gathered around a table in grandma's big kitchen where they played pinochle, told stories and laughed for hours. Oh my did they laugh. Of course we kids would draw our chairs near to listen. We all had our favorite stories we'd request over and over. "Daddy, tell the one about............Please?" We didn't realize it at the time, but these stories were an oral history of our family.

We lived out in the country on 200 acres where my father and mother not only grew corn, alfalfa and soybeans, but also raised horses and Shetland ponies. So going to the huge metropolis (probably 600 people back then) of Marengo IL on a Sunday afternoon was a thrill. Even more exciting tho was the fact that directly in back of grandma's house was a MOVIE THEATRE!!! And it cost a dime to get in!

In the winter when we couldn't play outside for long in the brutal cold, we cousins, dimes in hand, would troop through the snow to see the latest show. "Take your coat off when you get there so you won't be cold when you come back outside," Daddy would always warn. Somehow there was always enough money for popcorn and candy - Milk Duds and Jujubes being favorites.

The gentle, wise and heartwarming film So Dear To My Heart (Walt Disney 1949) was an absolute favorite of mine. The movie begins as the pages of a scrapbook open (I saved my allowance and as soon as I could, bought a scrapbook of my own at the dime store) and proceeds to tell the story of small-town America and a county fair in 1903. The movie stars Beulah Bondi as Granny, Harry Carey as the county fair judge, and Bobby Driscol and Luanna Patten as the two children.

I loved this film when I first saw it back in the fifties and I love it now. If you've never seen it, do add it to your list. It's a classic!


Exuberant Color said...

I live just a little way from where you grew up, and I also lived on a farm as a child. We went to Grandma's every Sunday too. My dad was a dairy farmer so we always had to head home early in the afternoon. I love that movie too. Going to the show was a big event in the 1940's.

Ellen Guerrant said...

Hi Wanda -

Thanks for your comment on my blog. I grew up in Sycamore, actually, but my grandparents were in Marengo.

We did meet several years ago at QSDS (I think I told you) and my mother used to come to your quilt store in Sandwich when she lived in Leland. She always marveled at your machine quilting skills! I'm nearly finished with a sampler quilt she was making at the time of her death. I'm almost certain she purchased the fabric from you.

Send me your blog address so I can visit.