2 South Pacific
The Broadway show and the movie called South Pacific comes from James Michener’s book, Tales of the South Pacific.
The album cover shows oh so handsome Rasonno Brazzi and Mitzi Gaynor in an almost-embrace. So thrilling and made my curiosity go up a few notches. This was about love.
The love story is the core of this–he is a lot older than she is, he has two children. He is worldly, she’s from the midwestern part of the United States.
The song called “Some Enchanted Evening” is a part of this lovely story. Rasonno Brazzi sings it. Now here comes the silly part. Whenever Michael was going someplace awful, willing to give his life to help others, believe me, there was no singing around this house. But one time he was called to the South Sea Island groups as a United Nations peacekeeper; the population of this group of islands was having its first election and an uprising was expected. This wasn’t a dangerous assignment, or “mission” as Michael called them. No natural disasters and piles of bodies. So, I was in a light-hearted, kind of silly mood. For the few days before Michael left I kept strolling around the house singing “Some Enchanted Evening” in a fake deep male voice. I probably irritated him but he never showed it. He really loves me and maybe he was so grateful to me for not “fussing” about him going halfway around the world that he shrugged my singing off.
Not directly related to this was Michael’s mission to Antarctica. I was on top of the world; no war, no stinging insects, no dead bodies. He was going along with a group of medics who were planning to teach the people at the outpost new medical and first aid information. I’m proud to say that the people at the U.N. scheduled this trip around Michael’s spring break. Yes, he was still a college student when he was called on to lead the mission. Anyway, there’s an old movie with Fred Astaire called Flying Down To Rio. I knew no songs from it but I just kept saying it, over and over….He had to fly to Rio, then make connections at Tierra Del Fuego for a boat going to Antarctica. At Tierra Del Fuego there are a lot of stores selling stuffed animals, especially penguins, the intriguing animal that makes its home at the south pole. Michael managed to get a stuffed penguin for me and kept it with him, then bring it all the way back home. All roads lead to Michael…I can’t get very far away from him, it seems, nor do I want to.
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