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dang, i was supposed to remind you! [[but kudos to you: you remembered anyway ^_^]]
thanks for all the cary grant post-age!
Yep, happy birthday, Mr. Leach.
The pictures you’ve assembled–the two that stand out most to me are the one from Charade and the one with Hepburn standing on his shoulders. Look at his expression in the Charade picture: to me, he looks like he’d rather be just about anywhere than crouched down there with a pistol and Audrey Hepburn hanging off him, but he puts himself–with full knowledge–manfully in harm’s way.
The “tumbling” photo I like because they’re both so unself-conscious in it, it makes them even better-looking than they are in made-up and posed shots.
My $.02, probably worth more for the scrap value of the copper.
Ken – I totally agree that that tumbling photo is awesome – you can tell he’s really laughing (the little double chin that comes out) – it’s a very sweet friendly picture.
Sheila,
Cary Grant Day!
Heaven!
Sheila,
This has been a fantastic tribute. I don’t know how you post so much and of such quality. It’s really amazing!
By the way, I voted for your blog – I would have voted more than once but it won’t let you. Perhaps I’ll spend the weekend starting up 100 or so fake name gmail accounts so I can stuff the ballot box.
Jonathan – hahahahahaha Stuff that ballot box! Thanks for the support!
I had to stop my tribute (because, naturally, I could have gone on) – because, you know, the sun was shining, and I had to go join the human race.
But man. Cary Grant is the best, ain’t he?? I never get sick of that guy. Never.
Catharsis
I absolutely loved the honesty in this post. Thank you! I cry all the time, so I don’t have that particular situation – but his beautiful post made me think of my obsessions that come over me from time to…