"Back...To The Future!!!..."
And so, in 1985 one of the greatest trilogies in history began with an average kid, a too-curious 'doctor', and a souped-up DeLorean that could take you anytime...though not anywhere. I have always enjoyed all three of the BTTF movies, making each one my favourite at different times in my life. My sis got me this for Christmas last year and I have never seemed to find the time to post it on my collector site, so today I took it up to work to take advantage of the bright flourescent lighting to photograph it. Here are some groovy shots:
Pretty gnarly eh? I remember my mom having to talk me into going to see it because it didn't sound like a movie I wanted to see. Heck, there weren't any Transformers in it, so why bother? But we went and saw it anyway, and it just blew my mind how they made the same people and town look completely different from one generation to the next. One part of this that kind of spooked me was in the first one when Marty's brother kept disappearing on the picture. I wondered if we could ever really vanish from time...
Emmy keeps asking me to re-tell stories of funny things that happen or jokes I make. One such story happened recently when Emmy, Zach and myself loaded up the wagon with Girl Scout cookies and walked around our neighborhood trying to sell them. We get to this older gentleman's house and Emmy knocks on the door. After he answers and says yes, he'd like to buy some cookies, Zach proceeds to take one of each kind of cookie and put them on the man's porch chair. Then, when he says he wants some Thin Mints, Zach asks, "You wanna smell my breath?" because his breath gets all minty after eating a Thin Mint. Meanwhile, Emmy is laughing her head off and I'm trying to get all those boxes back into the wagon.
Another such story (this one didn't happen but I made it up just the same) was when Emmy's teacher sent home another student's paper home by mistake. Now I wouldn't have even noticed but I saw the grade: a 69! Emmy's lowest grades are in the mid-70's so I looked closer and saw it belonged to some kid named Luke. So I had Emmy return it to either Luke or her teacher. So she did, and I asked her, "Now you didn't be loud about it and shout 'Everybody everybody step right up, don't be shy, and come see the prettiest 69 in all the land belonging to none other then our friend...L-U-U-U-K-E!! Give him a round of applause everyone!!' Needless to say, she did NOT do that.
In the end, stories are just about all we have to keep memories going. Just the fact that we know who won the Civil War (wasn't it the South? Gave slavery the boot? My guess anyway), who won the 1927 World Series (pretty sure the Yankees won that one), and that Magellan first sailed around the world proves that it's up to us to pass down our favourite memories to other people. Don't worry about me, I haven't even scratched the surface of stories in my head. Scary thought eh?
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