Yes, I did get over David and I'm cured. Now, I don't know how to get over the cure.
-- "Sabrina", 1954
"sabrina" is a featherlight story of a shy, gawkish young woman who has been besotted all her life with david, a millionaire playboy who ignores her existence. she goes off to paris, and returns a fashionable, uber-refined lady. suddenly, david is smitten by her, and so is his brother...
watching a classic brings back sweet memories. being grandpa's little girl, i've often sat with gramp to watch old movies or just to pass the time (that was the best). when i became deathly sick, my grandfather flew 7,000 miles to be near me, dragging my grandmother with him who said he wouldn't have done it for anyone, not even for her (and she was his great love). ahh yes, my grandfather spoiled me giving all he had (a relative was so jealous he badmouthed me every chance he got and though i don't feel anything for the kibitzer, i could understand the jealousy, i mean i'd be jealous of "me", too.) i was devastated when grandfather passed away, i couldn't and wouldn't cry -- it took three guys to break the pent-up anger within me -- God, joey and brent. undoubtedly, God will walk with me all the days of my life, but for a while it was hard to figure out which of the other two guys would be holding my hand as i continue the walk. well if you must know, instead of walking, i'm taking the adirondack route. and when i draw near the end of my journey, i shall tell my story in french. why? because "french" is another word for "love". ask sabrina.