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“Neverland”

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In light of the tragic kidnapping of hundreds of young schoolgirls

recently, taken from their schools, you may wish to escape from our

current reality. Once you hear that the evil men, who are part of the

Nigerian “Taliban,’ are threatening to sell those girls and possibly

force them into ‘prostitution’ or to become child ‘wives’…

We all may wish to return to “Neverland!”

I was channel surfing between the semi-finals on “The Voice,” and

the fun, musical show, “Glee,” when I spotted Tim Conway and a few

other elderly, fine actors. “Glee” has been located in New York City,

since the members have graduated from high school and are pursuing

their theater dreams.

I noticed Tim Conway amidst a scene of nursing home residents, a

special retirement home for past performers. The young, thin man

in “Glee’s” cast, who has an excellent voice, was needed since

the person who had been cast as “Peter Pan” in the nursing home’s

theater production had, unfortunately, just passed away. In a rather

bizarre setting, too. The character who was playing “Peter Pan” was

in his ‘flying gear,’ having died while suspended in his harness.

I was mentally whisked away to the days when musicals were played

on my parents’ stereo. I felt like I was listening to Mary Martin

singing, in her role as “Peter Pan.” I was so happy that I ‘stayed’

(and did not flip back to watch, “The Voice,”) with the “Glee” show,

in its Season Finale. When I discovered the scene where one elderly

woman, a reoccurring role as “Maggie” I wanted to see who the actress

was. Her name is June Squibb, and she was singing “Wendy’s” role. At

some time in her young life, she had actually portrayed, (shown in a

brief back and forth camera shot movement from the stage to the nursing

home’s bulletin board with real photos of the original theater roles)

the youngest of the “Darling” family. The showed June Squibb, as a cute

little girl with a bow in her page boy haircut.

Kurt (Chris Colfer) has visited Maggie, the elderly woman who lives in

this retirement home, a few times before this show. Maggie’s character is

of a past Broadway legend, who encourages Kurt, when he has been challenged

by being turned down for try-outs. Last night, he had been ‘shot down’ by

his friend, Rachel (played by Lea Michelle), not able to be included in a

simple fundraiser for a dog pound.

Each time the camera panned back and forth from the present older aged

adult in the cast or audience watching the home’s production, they would

go back to the bulletin board black and white photograph. I took a quick

glance at the older person and tried to imagine them in the roles while

children.

In my Roger and Ebert Movie Reviews Guidebook, they accidentally list

“Tom” Conway, instead of Tim Conway, as the man who voiced the part of the

“Narrator,” in the 1953 animated “classic” version of “Peter Pan.”

Do you know why? Because Tim Conway was born Thomas Daniel Conway!

He used his real, birth name in the cartoon version of “Peter Pan!”

An ‘Extra Bonus Fact’ about Tim Conway is that he was born in

Willoughby, Ohio on 12/15/1933. Go Ohio!

Tim Conway wears a crocodile costume in the “Glee” version of the

play and appears kind of senile, leaning forward with a rather goofy

expression on his face. This playful performance and his ‘take’ on

the older male character was quite endearing.

I remember in one of my theater trips in Cleveland, going to see, “Peter

Pan.” It was not with Mary Martin playing the role of Peter, but the

fine actress and singer, Sandy Duncan.

I will not go into the two different adult psychological directions

that have been taken from the sweet story of “Peter Pan.”

If you wish to know more about the “Wendy Syndrome” of the “Peter Pan

Syndrome” you may be interested in researching farther on those

subjects on your own.

I will let you in on a few more facts about “Peter Pan,” though. The

author, J.M. Barrie, did include the character of “Peter Pan,” in 1902

in a novel called, “The Little White Bird.” There is a lovely illustration

on Wikipedia from that book.

Later, it was published in 1904, as a play production known as “Peter Pan

or The Boy Who Wouldn’t Grow Up.”

Now, let’s sing together, “I won’t grow up, I don’t want to go to school,

for growing up…”

Wish we could all escape to childhood…

Maybe not the dangers of “Captain Hook,” his band of pirates and the

crocodile who swallowed a clock, though.

The man who called me ‘ugly’

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I once knew a man who had been kept in a basement, with

his 2 brothers where they had their beds, dressers and a door

to the outside. This would have been cool, growing up like

a team with them, but they were not allowed upstairs on the

cream carpet their stepmom had chosen to have laid once she

married their father.

There is a strange and sad story here. The 3 boys and their real

mother were out on a day that may have seemed like paradise to

some wild kids. They got to climb around on the country hills

and play. They picked daisies and dandelions and gave their

mother these. They broke sticks into ‘guns’ and played cowboys

and Indians. They also had a picnic lunch when their mother

took a break from her artistic passion. She was painting a pastoral

scene with some charming boys playing, ages 3, 5 and 7 years old.

This man’s mother was what was termed Bohemian. She could also

pass as a hippie, with her long, dark hair flowing and her long skirt.

She was different from their father, who was an executive with his

white shirt, tie and suit. This disparity in their lifestyles would be,

unfortunately, the end of their stories together.

I am not being dramatic, but I almost wrote the “death of their marriage”

but I did not want people to jump to conclusions before they finished the

story!

Once the day was setting on this particularly enjoyable day, the man

whose memory is being told said it would set on the life he knew from

then on.

When the 3 boys, art easel, paints and picnic basket were packed into

the station wagon, they headed home. Once home, the mother saw that

her husband was home. She felt that it would be acceptable to clean up

first, then follow with the 3 boys getting their baths. They were filthy and

disheveled. She would then follow with a good meal. She presented this

schedule to her husband and off she went to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she immediately noticed a resounding

quiet. It was eerie. She went out and looked around, no boys nor husband.

This was the last time the boys would see their mother until the eldest son

reached 18 years old, found through a school counselor a private eye to

investigate.

The man I knew was the middle son, he was happy and seemed adjusted to

the life with his father and stepmother. He was not so interested in his

brother’s search. He had never questioned the fact that his mother had

been the one who deserted them.

When she was found, their mother was in Texas, she had another husband

and a son, their half brother. The eldest son believed the whole story that

SHE told him. He had the loving memories much more clearer. He also had

felt their mother’s love and knew that she would not have deserted them.

I got to meet my ex-boyfriend’s mother and hear her compelling story.

Her version: their father took the boys, she got an investigator and was not

able to find the boys. He had moved from where they had lived to another part

of Cincinnati, Ohio. She stayed in their city for five years, checking schools

and similar workplaces. She was totally devastated. She sent letters and cards

to the address that had been HER family for an entire year…. The post office

said they forwarded them but could not tell her the present address.

Once seen, the mother got all three addresses and tried to stay in touch via

phone and letters. They were 18, 16 and 13 when her eldest son reached out to

contact her. He had found something in his father’s drawer, a stack of unopened

letters!

She tried valiantly to overcome their feelings of abandonment. She also traveled

to visit them from Texas, hauling years of stored gifts. She begged for photos to

help her to fill in the gaps in their lives.

She got close to the oldest and the youngest. Those two men live in the same

area of Texas now and are weekly visitors to their mother and stepfather’s

home.

When I caught up with this man, 27 years from when I met him (1985), I

was hoping that he had had a change of heart. He had been the middle child

who stuck by his father and stepmother. He was cold when I asked him about

his brothers and mother. He told me his mother was over 250 pounds and he

could not believe she was still living. He said that he had his father and his

wife moved close to him, helped them to settle up in Mt. Vernon, Ohio. He

did not remember that his father had declared me “ugly” upon meeting me.

His father considered his son, my ex boyfriend a “catch” and thought he was

an Adonis! I tried to remind him of how he had ‘spurned’ me away.

He did not remember that his mother’s grandmother and sister had loved

me. He could only remember that we had been close for a fleeting moment

of time. He has written books, has his PhD and he has full military retire-

ment coming in five years.

I only hope that he realizes how “ugly” he appeared with his unforgiving and

unjustified judgment.

He was saying that the point of the story should be that she gave up and

did not try hard enough. I almost wept at the frozen face with the tone

so cold. I told him that she must have gone through hell and back. To

lose 3 children due to her messy lifestyle is heartbreaking. These days it

would be considered kidnapping!