Memory Monday-It’s a thing…
In 1997, a film called Titanic ruled the movie theaters. The epic love story of girl meets boy from the wrong side of the tracks and falls madly in love. Little do they know, they are on an ill-fated ship and their time together will be short. There were so many memorable moments in the movie: being King of the World on the railing of the ship, dancing a jig with wild abandon below decks, the hand on the steamy car window…swoon! Ah, and the old lady dropping that big hunk of shiny stone into the ocean at the end. Wipe away the tears!
I sat through this film at least twice in theaters and bought it the day it was released on VHS. If memory serves, I bought it from the campus bookstore at my college. I rushed home with it, excited to have my mom and sister watch it. I was sad to learn the dolphins were CGI additions and not real dolphins, but I could forgive that tiny issue. So, we settled in with our dinner and hit the play button.
Julie, my sister, lost interest about thirty minutes into the movie. She was probably around 7-8 years old at the time so watching for thirty minutes was pretty good. When the first tape ended, I stood up and put in second tape. I sat down and pressed play again.
“Um, when is that stupid boat going to sink and everyone die so I can watch something else?” Julie asked.
Yep, that’s my little sister. All warm and fuzzy; loving and caring.