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Captain Hook, of course.
While channel surfing last night I happened to catch a song from a 1960 broadcast of JM Barry's classic Peter Pan. As Cyril Richard's clipped British accent danced over the lyrics to Captain Hook's Waltz, I found myself 12 again, sitting in front of my parent's Magnavox television in the living room, watching Mary Martin fly through the air hanging from a very obvious wire (but he's a GIRL!). It's still one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.
Stories that entertained were so simple. Good versus bad (and even the bad was lovable) with a huge dollop of whimsy. I hope never to lose the memories of that simpler time Peter sang of in Neverland...
I have a place where dreams are born,
And time is never planned.
It's not on any chart,
You must find it in your heart.
Never Neverland
While channel surfing last night I happened to catch a song from a 1960 broadcast of JM Barry's classic Peter Pan. As Cyril Richard's clipped British accent danced over the lyrics to Captain Hook's Waltz, I found myself 12 again, sitting in front of my parent's Magnavox television in the living room, watching Mary Martin fly through the air hanging from a very obvious wire (but he's a GIRL!). It's still one of the most vivid memories of my childhood.
Stories that entertained were so simple. Good versus bad (and even the bad was lovable) with a huge dollop of whimsy. I hope never to lose the memories of that simpler time Peter sang of in Neverland...
I have a place where dreams are born,
And time is never planned.
It's not on any chart,
You must find it in your heart.
Never Neverland
