From Netflix: When handsome teacher John Barnes (Chris Kennedy) discovers an antique edition of Anna Karenina that's filled with scribbled notes of random thoughts and musings, he decides to begin a correspondence with the previous owner of the volume. What transpires is a touching love story for the ages. Set in the 1940s, this award-winning short is based on "The People with the Roses," a short story by Max Lucado.
Today I had the rare opportunity to have a few hours of time to myself. Jason took the boys to a movie and accidentally left the T.V. on in the living room. I was on the computer when they left and headed to the kitchen to do dishes a few minutes later. As I began to unload the dishwasher, a short movie had just started on BYUTV. I was getting ready to walk over and turn off the T.V. (I value silence these days), when I began to recognize the storyline. It was based upon a short story called The Pen Pal. I received this story from a friend through email back in 1997. I have never forgotten the story because the message is so poignant and beautiful. Needless to say, I rushed into the living room to sit down and watch the 30 minute short. The movie was called The Book and the Rose, and although names and places were changed, the theme and moral were the same. The movie was truly wonderful. I went online to find it, and it can currently be rented on Netflix. So, if you are looking for a sweet, uplifting love story, and have 30 minutes to spare, you MUST watch it. I posted the original short story below.
The Pen Pal
John Blanchard stood up from the bench, straightened his Army uniform, and studied the crowd of people making their way through Grand Central Station. He looked for the girl whose heart he knew, but whose face he didn't, the girl with the rose. His interest in her had begun thirteen months before in a Florida library.
Taking a book off the shelf he found himself intrigued, not with the words of the book, but with the notes penciled in the margin. The soft handwriting reflected a thoughtful soul and insightful mind. In the front of the book, he discovered the previous owner's name, Miss Hollis Maynell. With time and effort he located her address. She lived in New York City. He wrote her a letter introducing himself and inviting her to correspond. The next day he was shipped overseas for service in World War II.
During the next year and one month the two grew to know each other through the mail. Each letter was a seed falling on a fertile heart. A romance was budding. Blanchard requested a photograph, but she refused. She felt that if he really cared, it wouldn't matter what she looked like.
When the day finally came for him to return from Europe, they scheduled their first meeting - 7:00 PM at the Grand Central Station in New York. "You'll recognize me," she wrote, "by the red rose I'll be wearing on my lapel."
So at 7:00 he was in the station looking for a girl whose heart he loved, but whose face he'd never seen. I'll let Mr. Blanchard tell you what happened:
A young woman was coming toward me, her figure long and slim. Her blonde hair lay back in curls from her delicate ears; her eyes were blue as flowers. Her lips and chin had a gentle firmness, and in her pale green suit she was like springtime come alive. I started toward her, entirely forgetting to notice that she was not wearing a rose.
As I moved, a small, provocative smile curved her lips. "Going my way, sailor?" she murmured. Almost uncontrollably I made one step closer to her, and then I saw Hollis Maynell. She was standing almost directly behind the girl. A woman well past 40, she had graying hair tucked under a worn hat. She was more than plump, her thick-ankled feet thrust into low-heeled shoes.
The girl in the green suit was walking quickly away. I felt as though I was split in two, so keen was my desire to follow her, and yet so deep was my longing for the woman whose spirit had truly companioned me and upheld my own. And there she stood. Her pale, plump face was gentle and sensible, her gray eyes had a warm and kindly twinkle. I did not hesitate. My fingers gripped the small worn blue leather copy of the book that was to identify me to her.
This would not be love, but it would be something precious, something perhaps even better than love, a friendship for which I had been and must ever be grateful.
I squared my shoulders and saluted and held out the book to the woman, even though while I spoke I felt choked by the bitterness of my disappointment. "I'm Lieutenant John Blanchard, and you must be Miss Maynell. I am so glad you could meet me; may I take you to dinner?"
The woman's face broadened into a tolerant smile. "I don't know what this is about, son," she answered, "but the young lady in the green suit who just went by, she begged me to wear this rose on my coat. And she said if you were to introduce yourself to me, I should tell you that she is waiting for you in the big restaurant across the street. She said it was some kind of test!"
It's not difficult to understand and admire Miss Maynell's wisdom. The true nature of a heart is seen in its response to the unattractive.
WE'RE GONNA RIDE....RIDE....RIDE....THE DINOSAUR TRAIN!
The Dinosaur Train arrived at Butterfield Canyon Elementary this morning at 9:45 am. There were lots of cheers and squeals and giggles of delight! Here is Silas with Dr. Scott, the Paleontologist. Si was so excited to meet him that he ran right up to him and practically threw his arms around him. He was jabbering a hundred miles an hour and showed him his Dinosaur sounds app on my iphone. Dr. Scott was impressed!
I learned a few things myself today. For instance, the picture below is what an acutal Velocirapotor looks like. It was more of a flying/walking bird and it was actually only 3 ft. not the 6ft+ it was portrayed as in Jurassic Park.
Dr. Scott was very nice and very fun for the kids to listen to. He works for he Museum of Ancient Life in SLC and he and his team have actually found three new species of Dinosaurs in southern Utah. One of which is the first in the world to be found with fossilized skin! Two of them are a type of Triceratops, they are called Utahceratop and Cosmosceratop (this one has 15 horns on it's head). I think I might have enjoyed the presentation as much or more than my boys.
And what would the Dinosaur train be without Buddy! Silas was jumping up and down and calling him by name.
Here is a pic of Logan with Buddy in the background.
Thank you for sharing your time with us Dr. Scott! We'll tune in next time.
