Stripling Warriors' Mom: My Earliest Old Movie Memories

Thursday, October 2, 2008

My Earliest Old Movie Memories

See if you can link to the narrative about this one.

www.ferris.edu/jimcrow/letters/remus/

I saw this movie when I was about two years old. I remember running up and down the aisle in the theater, my mother sat on the end seat about half way on the left side of it. It is a vivid memory, however I do recall it in technicolor. It (the movie) was about the same historical era as "Gone with the Wind" regarding the south and slavery.
This is one that was a full length movie originally, called, "Song of the South." Read the link comments. Disney made a full length cartoon version in 1956. It was released but then when the Civil Rights act was in effect in 1963; it was pulled off the market. I thought the movie had a great message. I grew up without being taught to be prejudiced and saw no ill effect of it for the historical facts and value.

These below are some from Gone With the Wind. The movie was first released in 1939.

I like seeing "Gone With the Wind" on New Year's Eve. I watched it several times by myself as I saw the New Year in when I lived in Orem. I marathoned the movies for entertainment as I saw fit to ring in the new Millenium, in 2000. The sky didn't fall on us either!

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Power to Act in God's Name

I believe and know very strongly that, " A man, young or old never stands taller than when he is doing his priesthood duties or responsibilities. Be it station as a Deacon, Teacher, Priest, Elder, High Priest, Home teacher, priesthood holder husband, father, son or grandfather, Bishop, or Prophet of God. He has a mantle about him that emanates and gives him the authority to act in God's name, and uses it in righteousness. It is a blessing to him and his family. To this I know that he raises the bar in doing his duty to God and his fellow man.”

" I stand in awe of the goodness that pervades within that soul who honors and lives up to his priesthood calling with a pure heart. It is evident to me and cannot be hidden. I believe that quality shines in their countenances and His image is radiated in their face's.

Insights by Anna 11.22.09

Touch of The Master's Hand

And the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
To waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.

"What am I bid, good people", he cried,
" It was battered and scarred,
Who starts the bidding for me?"
"One dollar, one dollar, Do I hear two?"
"Two dollars, who makes it three?"
"Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three,"

But, No,
From the room far back a gray bearded man
Came forward and picked up the bow,
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
And tightening up the strings,
He played a melody, pure and sweet
As sweet as the angel sings.

The music ceased and the auctioneer
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said "What now am I bid for this old violin?"
As he held it aloft with its' bow.

"One thousand, one thousand, Do I hear two?"
"Two thousand, Who makes it three?"
"Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
Going and gone", said he.

The audience cheered,
But some of them cried,
"We just don't understand."
"What changed its' worth?"
Swift came the reply.
"The Touch of the Masters Hand."

And many a man with life out of tune
All battered with bourbon and gin
Is auctioned cheap to a thoughtless crowd
Much like that old violin

A mess of pottage, a glass of wine,
A game and he travels on.
He is going once, he is going twice,
He is going and almost gone.

But the Master comes,
And the foolish crowd never can quite understand,
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the Touch of the Masters' Hand.

Myra Brooks Welch