Becka's Babble

Ramblings of a Romance Writer

Sunday, April 06, 2008

Charlton Heston Has Passed Away

One of my favorite actors, Charlton Heston, has passed away. :( I remember my mother loving Mr. Heston, as she grew up when he was a big, handsome hunk (her words). I didn't really care about the man until high school, when our World History teacher made us watch the epic Ben Hur over the course of a week (yes, the movie is THAT long lol - well, for 5 hour classes broken up over 5 days *the movie is 4 1/2 hours long).

Every kid in class loved that movie. I mean LOVED. When it was over, we wanted to watch it again. And not because it got us out of more school work. Well, perhaps there were some... lol

After this, I remember catching The Ten Commandments on TV (back when they used to show it every year on network TV) around Easter time. I was a newbie Christian at the time, and I LOVED that movie too. So what did my sister and I do? We found an old video tape (yes, video) and taped it off the network, editing out the commercials, of course, by pressing "pause" whenever they'd come on. :D

For whatever reason growing up, I'd watch The Ten Commandments every Thursday night. It was a ritual. I have no idea how many times I watched that movie. At least until the tape wore out. Heheh

Nowadays, I have DVD's of both Ben Hur and The Ten Commandments. Watching them now reveals the overacting, but all in all, I still LOVE these two films. They meant a lot to me growing up, that's for sure.

Fast-forward to 1997, I had a job at a company that copied medical records for attorneys. We had software that had everyone's address listed. Well, just about everyone's. A friend of mine who worked in the cubicle on the other side of mine also LOVED Mr. Heston. So, she looked him up and found his address up Coldwater Canyon Road (I think that's the name of the road...) Anyhow, she decided to write him an unsolicited letter, telling him how awesome she thought him to be.

He responded by sending her a signed 8X10 glossy of himself, of which she squealed like a school girl, framed, and placed on her mantle (I'm just hypothesizing, I don't know where she put it LOL). I never wrote him myself, because I thought it was a terrible invasion of privacy to write him a letter out of the blue. Perhaps I should have. :(

Thank you, Mr. Heston, for the totally awesome, totally over-acted movies you have given us over the years.

Rest in peace. So let it be written, so let it be done.



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