Silly remembering when you see a movie in which Dick Clark was the main character and that some of the scenes were shot in Toronto, Canada way back in 1958. The dog by the fence when the football game was on belonged to Warren.

My mom nor dad were with me only my best friend and his father were. Charles' father wanted to see an up and coming singer, movie star only the girls screamed for the blonde one. We didn't stay long because Charles was going for more testing with the professors and I was going with him to keep him company because we were going to play all weekend.

Charles and I could walk Huckle Hush puppy because Huckle would make funny noises. The only person who talked with us was Warren. Dick Clark was always reading the script to remember the lines.

Dick Clark was the other guy with Merv Griffin. They all wanted to see the professors at the university at the end of the filming for the day.:x

At the time it wasn't anything I was interested in; only my best friend's father took him everywhere and I went along when I played with Charles. What can two four years old do with sooo many adults around. "Be seen and not heard!!!``.

Which usually wasn`t the case. More like ``Be heard and not seen``. Make noises like Huckle and hide behind an adult.

So much for that memory.

The movie ``When they were young`` was on Drive In Theatre.

I wonder if he remembers, saving Charles. He didn`t have to remember which leg to limp on after.

Movies today men will say have a feminist point of view and content.

So when a movie shows a woman going to the rescue of a man, they think that women are trying to be more powerful. Only I think that it shows that either gender cares enough to risk their own lifes for each other.""

Ahh!!! Watching ET Weekend and watched Carol Burnett do her Tarzan yell.

Funny, because now I remember that she challenged another student at the swimming pool for what she called Old Stamps in exchange for their value.

He was someone called Tarzan and she was taking swimming lessons (How not to splash the cameras while swimming). The poor swimming instructor Ms. Williams. Here are two students challenging each other to who could yell the loudest. She won, and he thought he was getting some rare stamps. Only it turned out to be food stamps. So much for rare stamps.""

The little six year old (now very much older) finally remembered that if she got a tv show she'd do the tarzan yell.

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Not sure why I remember now only when I saw the old picture of you and your mom did it click.

These past few days I have been converting old vinyl records to MP3. Some of the records belonged to my mom and dad. They bought them a long time ago for 99 cents or $1.00 something at Honest Eds'. They had played them a few times only I played them most of the time. I never really remembered until now why some songs were special.

They now remind me of Charles who died at age 5. One song was Charlie my boy that his father sang to him to make him laugh and feel special. Even though I was just Charles' best friend I was given a song too. "I love you truly" because I thought they were singing I love you Trudy.

People are right when they said almost everything will remind you of your past now because you are remembering. I only wished I had remembered a long time ago before I was married and had a family. There is nothing I can do only remember and move on with life and my family and that's not easy.

Converting Old vinyl records to MP3 is easier.

When you wonder why more people didn't write about someone and you are writing about someone from another country. You soon realize the answer. Part of research is asking WHY?.

I had a gut feeling that the person I asked if she remembered me when I was little wouldn't. Only now do I remember she never really interacted with me. I just observed her and what she discussed being much older.

When I see events or activities that older people talked about long, long ago come to life, I realize how short time is and how small the world really is. How connected each one of us really are.

We can always change the way we treat each other and when we realize fully the impact of what we do to each other. The most difficult concept is how we try to control the earth and how unforgiving it can be because we can never control the elements fully. As many interconnecting chambers and plates of varying degrees can work alone or in one of many combinations of which we have no true concept of until it happens and then it is too late.

One of my grade school teachers asked how do we want to be remembered. I remember writing "That I cared". Nothing about being famous, richest person, actor, or some famous painter or athlete. Just that people remember that I cared.

I enjoyed seeing the long pen and the history lesson on former President Nixon by the moderator and the author.

Life is about living and learning each day ....and sometimes just mellowing out.

It just came to me when I was watching a video by Matchbox Twenty for "How far we've come". I never really thought about it. I bet lot of you have. If you look at the peace sign you'll notice the resemblance to the pendulum. The middle and the distance on either side of the middle is the balance of negative and positive or left wing, right wing.

Even though I grew up in the hippie times I never became part of it and never really looked at the sign. Just thought it was a symbolism of what our countries represented.

It is what we are striving for a balance to live with one another. The song sung by this young group see the earth is coming to an end and they'll just pretend to see how far we've gone.

We still have lots to do and the every person on this planet has a purpose no matter how small or how big to keep this planet going. We have to stop the destruction of putting holes in the earth and not refilling them. We have to replenish so that our kids, kids will have something to work with, not pretend that nothing is wrong but fix it try to hold the planet together.

There are possibilities when we work together, the young, middleaged and the old.

Have you ever had an experience where you see some one and feel that you met them before?

I recently picked up a book at the library and when I opened up the back cover I saw the photo of the man. I thought it was strange at first until I started reading the book.

The book is called "The Man Who Forgot How to Read" by Howard Engel. He tells his story of his stroke and how he had to relearn his favourite pasttime and what he did for a living. Reading and writing.

When he talked about his early years of writing he reminded me of a young man who came to the nursery school/daycare that was operated on the property of an orphange and tried to tell the story of Jack and the Beanstalk to all of us. Only when the strings got tangled did the kids notice his left hand and didn't want to help with untangling the puppets. He was very hurt and I tried to help him because he was a friend of my best friend's father and he made us laugh when he'd retell nursery rhymes using our names Charles and Trudy (ages 4).

He a few years later he performed at the parish hall for the brownies/girl guides and boy scouts and know one noticed his left hand because even though the marionettes got tangled once he masterly untangled them without stopping the performance.

I saw this person recently at a distance at the Word on the Street in Toronto near the ceremony for the firefighters.

So Is it Coincidence or just by chance?

This is the first time I am Blogging. I wanted to start this after watching Dancing with the Stars because the two stars who are the oldest on the show were also together when they were 9 and 15 at a private benefit in July 1960. Ironic that Jane Seymour is dancing again and very beautifully. When she was 9 she was distracted by someone trying to enter the priviate function and missed stepping between the stick dance.

Mr. Wayne Newton had to sing Farmer in the Dell with all the sound effects (which I helped "") for his supper and was introduced to Ms. Lucille Ball. He had prepared some other song which he sang in private.

I did recognize Ms. Seymour with her baby twin boys at the Beaches Jazz Festival when my son Darryl played in a band called Terra Firma playing the saxophone. She watched while I was talking to Darryl because he was concerned about a classmate who was talking to a man about auditioning. I told him to make sure she got home that night if the man bothered her after as she seemed very uncomfortable talking to the man.

It really is a small world as we all seem to intertwine at different moments in time.