Mickey Memory.

Mickey Memory.

There are times when I find myself smiling at a memory.

I will play the memory back in my mind’s eye and without realising it, I am suddenly smiling. Sometimes the memory is some random lady giving me the eye from behind the wheel of her car. A daily occurrence.

It’s usually during those type of memories my wife will go “What are you smiling at?”

Oops! But quick as a flash I go “I’m just thinking about the time we first met.”

She never buys it.

I found myself smiling at a memory today. When I was aged about eight or nine, myself and my two brothers were treated to movie called The Black Stallion.

It was a great movie. I can still see lots of the scenes quite vivid. One of them was a scene where Mickey Rooney is teaching the young lad how to ride a race horse. I can still see him with the invisble reins in his hands telling the boy how to will the horse on, faster and faster.

I found a photo of the scene on google images.

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They don’t make movies like this anymore. The new Mickey Rooneys of Hollywood are teaching kids how to get even with guns, not horses.

When I think of Mickey this is always the scene I think of.  I am sure you have your favourite Rooney movie also.

And his smile! Boy o boy!

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Thank you for the memory Mickey,

Frankie.

In response to http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/04/07/daily-prompt-make-me-smile/

 

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There comes a time in a man’s life when he has to take stock. He has to weigh up the important against the irrelevant. Sort the treasured loving memories from the one night stands.

Problem is, some of my most treasured memories are one night stands! Thanks ladies. I will never forget you. We were good together…all three of us.

In the hunt for that one elusive memory I could delve into my childhood, and tell tales of tree huts and footballs. Or I could write prose about walks along the beach with my ball and ch… I mean beautiful wife. I could tell about bearing witness to the miracle of childbirth, a brand new person with their own little thoughts and feelings and dirty bum.

But I am feeling rather sentimental this evening. There are just some things which money can’t buy. Things that come along once in a lifetime. Some things you have to grab with both hands, and lift high up onto shoulders to become one, girating, shaking, hand in the air, head banging creature of rock!

Lifting my wife onto my shoulders at a rock concert was a thing I hadn’t done in nearly twenty years. But it had to be done. This was AC/DC. The greatest rock band of all time, bar  none.

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As a boy, they were the one band for whom I would have gladly sacrificed my grandparents to watch play live in concert. My lifelong ambition was fulfilled in 2009. My grandparents had long since died of natural causes.

The shivers were running down my spine when Angus was doing his famous guitar solo during ‘Let there be rock’….so I had to put her down.

Seriously though. I don’t usually go overly sentimental on things but these guys sound better in person than on the radio or earphones. They take rock music and make it appealing to everybody. In fact, if your head doesn’t fall off  whilst listening to the song I’ve included, then check yourself for a pulse.

I will always treasure that evening in 2009. I was a schoolboy once again. With a 38 year old school girl on my shoulders. And a whole lot of woman she was!

Sorry darling, I meant a slight woman.

Thank you for rocking,

Frankie.

In response to http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/prompt-moments-to-remember/