Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Woody's Hat


Finn spent the better part of his formative years looking for Woody's hat. Toy Story, especially that cowboy sheriff, had a profound influence on Finn and his worn Woody doll was his favorite childhood companion. He went everywhere with us and usually without his hat. That missing hat was a constant source of distress for our little man. On rare occasions when Finn found the hat it was practically assured Woody, himself, would be missing. Finn would wander though the house clutching the small plastic cowboy hat calling out to his missing pal. To this day I find this delightful back and forth an irresistible memory of Finn's youth. Woody is tucked into picture after picture of Finn in our family photo albums and even still I can practically hear him singing Woody's Round-Up. My parents were so taken with Finn's obsession with the rootinest tootinest cowboy that they gave him an offical Woody costume for his third birthday. After his exhausting party he put on the outfit, hat and all, and fell dead asleep. This photo, taken moments before he drifted off, is one of my favorite pictures of Finn during his Toy Story years...
Last week-end, in a fitting full circle family moment, all four of us went to the theatre to see Toy Story 3. It was hard to imagine the same little boy who was earnestly concerned about the location of his doll's hat seven years ago and so loyal to his cartoon hero that he dressed like him, was now sitting next to me in the theater giggling and asking if a joke in the picture was an example of a pun. We all loved the film from start to finish. The message of the movie underscored that, save for fleeting moments, recapturing the past is an impossible task, and growing up is a complicated and emotional journey. It hit home hard enough I needed a Kleenex and reminded me that classics...movies and memories...never lose their luster.

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