~thoughts through my looking glass~

Just trying to find my way through the looking glass. I can't always find my way back from the otherside. It gets a little confusing everything is either upside down or reversed.

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..if I don't make haste, I shall have to go back through the looking-glass...back into the old room-and there'd be an end of all my adventures! ...

Thursday, September 15, 2005



~Thoughts through my looking glass~

One of my favorite actors, Nicholas Clay.
I had such a crush on him! He played Sir Lancelot in the movie Excalibur. He passed away too young in 2000 at the age of 53. He was such a beautiful figure of a man. He was a British actor and underrated in my opinion.
He sure stole my heart on screen especially in his role as the gamekeeper, Oliver Mellors, in the movie 'Lady Chatterly's Lover' a very beautifully done interpretation of the H.D. Lawrence novel.
I was wondering what had happened to him and searched the Internet only to find that he had passed away from cancer at such a young age. He was born a year before me and that makes his death so much more personal. September 18 is his birthday and I thought I would remember him here on my site. His movies though few brought pleasure to me.
I was engaged by his good looks and his manner on screen. Reading about him by his friends seems that he was 'as handsome is as handsome does'. In other words he was a gentlemen and a fine person in real life liked by all his contemporaries. He spent his last years teaching . Not only will his movies live on but he has left a legacy through his students.

Life is so short!
Things happen that are out of our control that dictate our feelings and actions. Illness and other circumstances have thrown me off kilter as of late. So it is good to remember the good things that I have experienced over the years. Little things like a movie remind me of points in my life. They help me relive lost love and feelings. Crazy isn't it? It is the same when you read a good book or recite a favorite poem. It stirs the senses and one can regain that feeling that one takes for granted that comes so easily in youth.
Karolyn
~We will have another time like this~

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