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Post by ZETAR on Dec 19, 2021 13:27:56 GMT
SHALOM...Z
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Post by swamprat on Dec 20, 2021 19:37:17 GMT
A True Story
As the holiday season of 1938 came to Chicago, Bob May wasn’t feeling much comfort or joy. A 34-year-old ad writer for Montgomery Ward, May was exhausted and nearly broke. His wife, Evelyn, was bedridden, on the losing end of a two-year battle with cancer. This left Bob to look after their four-year old-daughter, Barbara.
One night, Barbara asked her father, “Why isn’t my mommy like everybody else’s mommy?” As he struggled to answer his daughter’s question, Bob remembered the pain of his own childhood. A small, sickly boy, he was constantly picked on and called names. But he wanted to give his daughter hope, and show her that being different was nothing to be ashamed of. More than that, he wanted her to know that he loved her and would always take care of her. So he began to spin a tale about a reindeer with a bright red nose who found a special place on Santa’s team. Barbara loved the story so much that she made her father tell it every night before bedtime. As he did, it grew more elaborate. Because he couldn’t afford to buy his daughter a gift for Christmas, Bob decided to turn the story into a homemade picture book.
In early December, Bob’s wife died. Though he was heartbroken, he kept working on the book for his daughter. A few days before Christmas, he reluctantly attended a company party at Montgomery Ward. His co-workers encouraged him to share the story he’d written. After he read it, there was a standing ovation. Everyone wanted copies of their own. Montgomery Ward bought the rights to the book from their debt-ridden employee. Over the next six years, at Christmas, they gave away six million copies of Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer to shoppers. Every major publishing house in the country was making offers to obtain the book. In an incredible display of good will, the head of the department store returned all rights to Bob May. Four years later, Rudolph had made him into a millionaire.
Now remarried with a growing family, May felt blessed by his good fortune. But there was more to come. His brother-in-law, a successful songwriter named Johnny Marks, set the uplifting story to music. The song was pitched to artists from Bing Crosby on down. They all passed. Finally, Marks approached Gene Autry. The cowboy star had scored a holiday hit with “Here Comes Santa Claus” a few years before. Like the others, Autry wasn’t impressed with the song about the misfit reindeer. Marks begged him to give it a second listen. Autry played it for his wife, Ina. She was so touched by the line “They wouldn’t let poor Rudolph play in any reindeer games” that she insisted her husband record the tune.
Within a few years, it had become the second best-selling Christmas song ever, right behind “White Christmas.” Since then, Rudolph has come to life in TV specials, cartoons, movies, toys, games, coloring books, greeting cards and even a Ringling Bros. circus act. The little red-nosed reindeer dreamed up by Bob May and immortalized in song by Johnny Marks has come to symbolize Christmas as much as Santa Claus, evergreen trees and presents. As the last line of the song says, “He’ll go down in history.”
Merry Christmas everyone.
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Post by swamprat on Dec 22, 2021 17:55:33 GMT
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Post by ZETAR on Dec 23, 2021 16:43:44 GMT
SHALOM...Z
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Post by WingsofCrystal on Dec 24, 2021 14:24:49 GMT
Merry Christmas Eve lovely searchers,
Crystal
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Post by thelmadonna on Dec 24, 2021 23:23:57 GMT
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Post by WingsofCrystal on Dec 24, 2021 23:42:10 GMT
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Post by purr on Dec 25, 2021 9:16:48 GMT
Merry Christmas Eve lovely searchers,
Crystal
I have come to think of the UFO Casebook membership as my 'family' in all matters Alien or UFO related.
And we're on 25, dark midwinter of the Julian calendar: Day of the Ultimate Stuff and lots of wonderful fun Nonsense too, Crystal (like... Jesus' birth was likely in Summer and didn't Santa Claus start out as a Norse God, maybe Odin?) and enjoying fam and good friends, sharing presents, a traditional meal and the love in our hearts around the best sparkling peaked, mirroring glass red/gold/green/crystal clear balls heavy, reindeer, sleigh and archangel and silver bell hung, branches tipped with hopefully neighbor blinding lighthouse strength candles, Christmas tree EV-VER! (Somehow in our family we say and TRULY believe this each and every year .) ZETAR, so true, cats and X-mas trees don't mix too well (although cats might disagree, it must be purest fun to climb to the top and hit as many 'toys' as possible on the way!) so over the past decades our cats have spent the Holidays at a family home without a tree, yet always with people who... ...celebrate.
A Very Very
Merry Christmas
...To all the curious UFO Casebook Readers, inspiring Members and incredibly knowledgeable Posters, supportive and friendly Staff and best ever boss BJ...
WE ARE IF YOU SO WISH 'ALIEN FAMILY'
now heading out for 2022!
purr
~ ~ ~
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Post by WingsofCrystal on Dec 25, 2021 11:00:15 GMT
Merry Christmas Purr!
Crystal
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Post by erno86 on Dec 25, 2021 17:29:01 GMT
"The Giant Spider Ivasion" --- 1975 --- Original Trailer
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Post by erno86 on Dec 25, 2021 17:31:08 GMT
"The Giant Spider Invasion" --- Full movie:
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Post by erno86 on Dec 25, 2021 18:44:29 GMT
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Post by erno86 on Dec 27, 2021 16:13:31 GMT
Godzilla Movie: Invasion of ASTRO MONSTER, Ishiro Honda - 1965 - Final Battle
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Post by swamprat on Dec 28, 2021 19:44:57 GMT
IN CASE YOU DIDN'T ALREADY KNOW
THIS LITTLE TIDBIT OF WONDERFUL
TRIVIA..............
ON JULY 20, 1969, AS COMMANDER
OF THE APOLLO
11 LUNAR MODULE,
NEIL ARMSTRONG WAS THE FIRST
PERSON TO SET FOOT ON THE MOON. HIS
FIRST WORDS
AFTER STEPPING ON THE
MOON,
"THAT'S ONE SMALL STEP FOR MAN,
ONE GIANT LEAP FOR
MANKIND," WERE
TELEVISED TO EARTH AND HEARD BY
MILLIONS. BUT, JUST BEFORE HE
RE-ENTERED THE LANDER, HE MADE THE ENIGMATIC REMARK,
"GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY."
MANY PEOPLE AT NASA THOUGHT IT
WAS A CASUAL REMARK
CONCERNING
SOME RIVAL SOVIET COSMONAUT. HOWEVER,
UPON CHECKING, THERE WAS NO GORSKY IN
EITHER THE
RUSSIAN OR AMERICAN
SPACE PROGRAMS ..
OVER THE YEARS, MANY PEOPLE
QUESTIONED ARMSTRONG AS TO WHAT THE 'GOOD LUCK, MR. GORSKY' STATEMENT
MEANT, BUT ARMSTRONG ALWAYS JUST
SMILED.
ON JULY 5, 1995, IN TAMPA BAY,
FLORIDA, WHILE ANSWERING
QUESTIONS
FOLLOWING A SPEECH, A REPORTER BROUGHT UP THE 26-YEAR-OLD QUESTION
ABOUT
Mr. Gorsky TO ARMSTRONG.
THIS TIME HE FINALLY RESPONDED
BECAUSE HIS MR. GORSKY HAD JUST DIED, SO NEIL ARMSTRONG FELT HE COULD NOW
ANSWER THE QUESTION. HERE IS THE ANSWER
TO "WHO WAS MR.
GORSKY":
IN 1938, WHEN HE WAS A KID IN A
SMALL MID-WESTERN TOWN, HE WAS PLAYING BASEBALL WITH A FRIEND IN THE
BACKYARD. HIS FRIEND HIT THE BALL, WHICH LANDED IN HIS
NEIGHBOR'S YARD BY THEIR BEDROOM
WINDOW. HIS
NEIGHBORS WERE
MR. AND MRS. GORSKY. AS HE
LEANED
DOWN TO PICK UP THE BALL, YOUNG ARMSTRONG
HEARD MRS. GORSKY SHOUTING AT MR.
GORSKY,
"SEX! YOU WANT SEX?! YOU'LL GET
SEX WHEN THE KID
NEXT DOOR WALKS
ON THE MOON!"
It broke the place up.
NEIL ARMSTRONG'S FAMILY
CONFIRMED
THAT THIS IS A TRUE
STORY.
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Post by ZETAR on Dec 30, 2021 14:02:16 GMT
SHALOM...Z
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