We just filled up our car at the pump and paid a whole month’s rent doing it. Here we are near the end of the first decade of this fairly young millennium, reeling in one of the worst banking financial crises in almost a century. We are engaged in a precarious conflict with militants that have dragged on for years. Epidemics, starvation and environmental challenges are growing and killing millions on the planet. People are losing homes. And yes, then there are the gas prices…..
Sometimes, I think back to a simpler time when boyhood day dreams filled my mind. I especially remember a time being enamored with a certain flying car called Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
A l little gem of a movie with the same name came out in December of 1968. It starred Dick Van Dyke as an eccentric inventor named Caractacus Potts. He had two children named Jeremy and Jemima. He had a dad who everyone called Grandpa.
There is story revolved around a magical car that Potts rebuilds for his children that flies, turns into a boat, and literally has a mind of its own. There is an adventure that involves a kingdom where children are hated and hunted down by an evil child catcher. There is a love story with a woman name Truly Scrumptious. She is the daughter of a Candy Maker.
It is a musical. It is a timeless story and Van Dyke steals the show.
It captured my imagination and spirit of adventure. It was a world where high gas prices did not exist. Where evil never wins out. Where cars can fly!
So now and then when modern worries are burdensome I pulled out the DVD and revisit that familiar boyhood neighborhood of memories.