I have not shared much here in a good while that was not music related, or, more specifically, a song, but something happened a couple of days ago that has nothing to do with music that I want to quickly share.
The other night we saw the excellent film, "Saving Mr. Banks." I have no recollection of anything related to "Mary Poppins" as it relates to my dad, but for some strange reason while watching the film I had this very strong sense of him at one point.
The scene was simply one in which Tom Hanks, in the role of Walt Disney, was sitting next to someone - not a child - wearing a very well pressed, dark suit. For some reason at that very moment I had this very strong and detailed sense of what it had been like when I was very little and my parents would take me to synagogue and at the end of the service my father would pick me up and hold me. I could actually recall the smell of Dad's jacket. Note that Dad's jacket was a much lighter brown in color and more of a tweed so I cannot find a direct connection to what I saw in the movie. But, regardless, the scent of the clean pressed wool was very present to me at that moment. Even more so than the sense of his embrace.
It was strange, wonderful, and entirely unexpected; and it reminded not just how much I miss Dad but also how things of no seeming relation can remind me of him and take me back to wonderful places and the memories I have of him.
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