I did not want to leave, I never do. The last day at the cottage is always the most difficult – especially over winter break. I had a few errands and other odds and ends to do before I left and B and I went through the kid’s skiing pictures and sent some off to be printed. I finished my thank you notes, wrote short notes to my mom, B’s parents, and a cottage neighbor and got them in the mail with the photos. I ran some final errands before packing the Tahoe and driving home last night. It was full with just enough space for W and Ivy. W was comfortable and watched a DVD he had gotten before Christmas and Ivy had just enough space to stretch and lay out. It was a perfect night to drive home – dry roads and hardly any traffic. We made good time and by starting late, we were able to spend almost a full day at the lake before leaving.
The road disappeared before us and we were home quickly, or as quickly as 360 miles can go. Along the way, I listened to music and thought about family, working, writing, and all the other things that can run through my mind on a long drive.
I thought about movies I watched as a kid. I saw so many movies, too many to remember, but I remember my first James Bond flick – Live and Let Die with Roger Moore. I saw it at the old Palms Theater in Sugar Land at the end of the summer in ’73. It was a hot day and my brothers and I went with Charlene, our babysitter. It was a hot day and I think we watched the movie at least three times before we rode our bikes home. Nevertheless, I was hooked. The theme song by Paul McCartney was awesome and the movie had all the pieces a kid would like – great action with a car and boat chase and of course a girl. As far as I was concerned, Roger Moore was Bond, James Bond. It wasn’t until I saw the earlier movies with Sean Connery that I became conflicted. Connery or Moore? I am not sure I got the geo-political theme but as I got older and understood how the world worked, or didn’t, I saw the movie as it was a cultural icon for the sixties and seventies, the Cold War, and attitudes about relationships between men and women. It was good fun a classic.
Fast forward or rewind and I was looking for a small Christmas gift for W and I was honestly having a difficult time finding something for him, until I spied a DVD in the five-dollar bin. It was Goldfinger – the classic James Bond movie from the 1960s. I found Live and Let Die and For Your Eyes Only and that was it. I dug though the bin and found a couple more, enough for a small movie pack, and wrapped them and put them under the tree. I included a short note –
“This guy is cool! The music is awesome, and there is amazing action, a classic movie everyone should watch. Enjoy!”
When we opened gifts at the cottage, he looked at me, did the math and said “15 bucks, cash!” I think he’s missing the point, these old movies are classic. Good fun, though a little violent, but hardly violent when compared to today’s mainstream television. I will admit they are dated, but they’re a good fun and an even better diversion for a cold winter day or a long car ride. I hope that we can watch one today and I can teach him about 1960s and 1970s movies.
O and B are still in Michigan and we’ll come home tomorrow. W has a wrestling meet tomorrow and a large amount of prep work for next week’s final exams. This afternoon, I am his study buddy, in between my own grading, helping him to prepare for his English final exam. He has to write a paper on Night by Elie Wiesel and I remember the pain we experienced when he wrote about Homer’s Odyssey and the character traits of Odysseus. Regardless, today is gonna be a great day. I know it and I can feel it. Making the Days Count, one day at a time, even when studying and grading.
What was your favorite (or favourite) Bond film? Which one should a teenager in 2013 see?