Miss Marianna. We have so many memories here in Smalltown, she was a little girl taking piano lessons from sweet Mrs. Blinn with big sister, Li-Li. I miss Mrs Blinn so much, she was my friend and confidant' as many of you know. You may also know Mrs. Blinn in her younger years actually looked like Greer Garson. She was from the city, and landed in Smalltown, being her husband was a coach for the school. She later lost her husband and I recently learned her life had been a hard one beside the fact of being left a widow with three children. Do you know this beloved sweet Christian woman never complained to me once?
Speaking of Greer Garson...
I love this description of Greer Garson:
Actress. Greer Garson was beautiful, bright and most of all strong -
strong enough to make Laurence Olivier wither in "Pride and Prejudice,"
and Walter Pidgeon to back down in their multiple, memorable
pairings. Yet when she joined her strength to theirs and others, she
became the symbol of a nation unconquered by Adolf Hitler. Complete bio HERE
One of my favorite old movies with Greer Garson is Mrs. Miniver (1942).
of the film have been well combined with drama, romance, light humour,
and finally, tragedy. It may have been given the Hollywood and typical
glossy MGM treatment, but it hasn't forgotten either humanity or the
sacrifices associated with war time problems.
accolades and awards at the time, the movie won Oscars for Greer Garson,
Teresa Wright, screenplay, William Wyler and Best Picture of 1942.
agreeable screenplay and the direction of veteran William Wyler make
this a forgotten treat. Few films have been as effective as this, and
although its message may not ring as clear now as it did then, it has to
be saluted for the war time morale it brought to movie goers around the
Mrs. Blinn also lived during the WWII era during blackouts in the city, children from London were sent here for safety to relatives during the bombings.
Today Becs and I went into Smalltown and it is so delightful as always...
We were at the store, the little store where older women can shop in house shoes. Once I saw a pair of house shoes in the produce department laying so nice in front of the tomatoes like it was someone's private closet. I later saw the elderly lady who the shoes belonged to, apparently she always did this, those shoes bothered her and no one seemed to mind her shoes in front of the tomatoes, not a bit. Sooo sweet.
The peaches were 25 cents a pound today! Can you imagine? A sweet older man was requesting an entire box and the produce man called him by name... Yes Mr. Watkins I'll have those right out for you.
Mr. Watkins and I had a sweet little chat about peaches. Mr. Watkins tells me with his sincere baby-blue eyes: I just wash'em with soap and I eat the whole thing ...except for the pit!
I tell him with my big toothy grin... Me too!
He further tells me how he puts'em on cereal and with his ice cream too! Sooooo darling!
I watched as people would come and look at the peaches but not buy any. *strange* I saw a family with youthful kids and the mom said how handy the peaches would come in for smoothies...the teenaged boy just stood there looking unfazed. *good grief* The mom and her overgrown "children" just mindlessly trudged away. These kids are like zombies I tell you. I think people are so used to processed, junky, cutesie, lazy warm-up foods they are much like overgrown spoiled children, many adults included...or it could be they are so full of artificial sweeteners that.... their brains have been snatched?
I kept looking around for people to grab with glee these beautiful little peaches for 25 cents a pound and it was only Mr. Watkins and I at this particular time...It is so strange to me, this is the second grocery store trip that I have noticed this strange and sad phenomenon, sadly typical of the modern culture. We don't have to buy into it!
Mr. Watkins is from that generation Mrs. Blount was from, where my parents are from too. I'm so glad my parents raised me simply. Mr. Watkins has been through frugal times, he appreciates goodness, and good peaches for 25 cents a pound! And I do too! : )
Yes, we are also used to frugal times, I'm not only married to Jem in the country but Jem transforms to George Bailey in Oldtown at our real estate company housed in an old 40s convent. Real Estate is commission only, yes Virginia it can be done. One income on commission only. God is good. I always figure any way I can be frugal, make my own, do without...I add to our family's income! No spoil-ties (as my Italian Grandpa would say) here!
Becs is making a peach pie for desert. I'm making some Italian pizza bread for supper with some of Li-Li's stuffed artichokes. Yes Indeedie.
I was in the mood to blog today and it's plum luverly to do so!
Charlie, one of our rescued fur angels thinks so too!
God bless Y'all! xxxooo ~amelia