The year was 1981 and the most memorable thing I remember about the year is the birth of my daughter. She was born on January 2, 1981. During that same year, an interesting movie entitled Absence of Malice was released that begged the question: "In America, can a man be guilty until proven innocent?"
Of course, in today's world, finding a credible source for news is next to impossible. Consequently, I never take anything that I read in the news or on social media as having a lot of credibility, unless of course, I write it myself.
When I first started blogging ten years ago, the General coined the genre as "historical fiction." Did I mention that it made me mad! I got over it, but I still maintain that whatever your read that I write is as my mother would say, is "the God's truth."
Last night, the General and I watched "The Absence of Malice." I maintain that we have never seen the movie before. The General thinks that maybe we have. She thought she remembered part of the storyline.'"
Let me say this for starters, the General has no interest in watching any movie more than once. That is also true of anything on television including HGTV. Her excusive quests for something NEW make me crazy!
One of my all-time favorite movies was Shenandoah. It is a Civil War film that was released the year that I graduated from high school. It poignantly highlights that war is hell and families fractured by personal sacrifice live in the shadow of those losses. I've probably watched the movie at least half a dozen times, and the emotional impact always moves me to tears in all the same places.
I could pervasively make my case that we did not previously watch Absence of Malice at a movie theater. For starters, we both worked in Austin and lived in Henly. We had a new baby and a ten-year-old. There is no way we would have driven to Austin to watch any kind of movie. It didn't happen.
When it comes to watching the same ole stuff over and over, it doesn't seem to bother some of our extended family. Craig's crew always insist that we watch National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation every year. Did I mention that watching this once was more than enough?
Somehow the General doesn't seem to mind watching the Clark Griswold family every year. She likes the sound of laughter. So, although the General is consistently predictable, there are some exceptions.
Along with the Clark Griswold family, I also don't want to watch Home Alone again. I guess you could say the General and I are both consistently predictable, but not always.
All My Best!
Don
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