When it comes to books, the not-so-classic “Forest Gump” is one of the oddest pieces of literature I’ve ever read. If you are looking for something to read this summer, I do not recommend it…and not just this summer, but ever.
On the other hand, the movie has become a classic; a cultural icon in which the main character engages in many famous, and some infamous moments in modern history and includes the now familiar lines, “Run, Forest! Run!” and “We go together like peas and carrots.” And of course everyone’s favorite, “Life is like a box of chocolates…”.
But beyond the pithy sayings, and the journey through time, I enjoyed more than anything else the creative device the film makers use to tell Forest’s tale: As the main character awaits his city bus, he retells his life’s story to every unwitting stranger who shares his bench. It’s a fascinating narrative and if anyone had taken the time to wait the day, they might have heard the entire account. As it was, each person only gets a quick glimpse into Forest’s life and by itself, each section of the fascinating yarn might make no sense at all. However, in total it is a chronicle that illustrates a life of perfect timing, blind luck, high adventure, and faithful dedication to one true love.
I can’t help but wonder how many people in my own life could have shared their entire story, but I climbed into the departing bus before I could hear it all. It’s likely I lost interest part way through and walked away from the story of a lifetime. Is it possible that I heard only the unbelievable portion and failed to grasp the entire moving saga of a life well-lived, a love fully given, a grace perfectly extended?
When did you last you take the time to listen to a bus stop story all the way to the story-book end?
My answer to your question above; I just did my
Dear friend.
I always enjoy reading your stories, Curt.
And your insights.
S
M
C