"For The Gals..." "It takes such a small whiff of memory to take us back.." Back to a time that resides only in our memory. Before the Beatles, Woodstock, Deadheads, and Heavy Metal, we had what were known as "teen idols." Both the guys and the gals. These were movie stars we wanted to look like, act like, dress like and BE like.
For the gals, we had idols that we just wanted to drool over and dream of the day we would be locked in an embrace with just that certain someone. For me it was James Dean! Oh the James! I can still hear him utter, "well er, then there, now", in the most controversial movie of all time for teenagers, in the 50's Rebel Without A Cause. Oh it was so sublime!
What "well-er-ah-then-there-now" meant I have no idea, but it mattered not to me. The guys began wearing white t-shirts, red windbreakers, jeans and boots, and let their hair grow out of that G.I. crewcut. And we gals, well..we just sat and drooled! This is not to say I had lost that loving feeling for The King, Elvis. My love for him was a given. He rocked our world in a totally different way. And history has witnessed the fact that we were right all along about him and his music. And that's what my feelings for Elvis were were mostly all about...music. But as for James Dean, well that was another thing altogether. After all, it was the 50's. A time like no other. We, as teenagers were restless and looking for answers. And most of the time we didn't even know the questions! But James Dean seemed to be the answer to all our questions about life as we wanted it to be. Shy, yet with an adventurous spirit, his life as well as his movies portrayed one who was lonely. And so were we. He seemed to be looking for answers. And so were we. He was often misunderstood and criticized. And so were we. And he seemed to long to be loved. And so did we.
Although the 50's and my teenage years are long past, my love for James Dean has remained. My feelings for Jimmy Dean are probably the only thing which hasn't changed since the 50's. And I am amazed but not surprised that he had the same effect on my daughter as a teenager as he did on me. However, now thanks to computers and the net, I don't have to put holes in the wall nailing up posters anymore. I hope if anyone looks at these snaps, that they too might have the same flutters I had searching and putting them together. In past times I think that was called "the vapors!"
Rebel Without A Cause, as I remember him 
James Dean and Natalie Wood 
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~Midi Playing~ Unchained Melody
Ooh, my love. My darling. I've hungered for your touch, a long lonely time, Time goes by so slowly, And time can do so much. Are you still mine? I need your love. I need your love. God, speed your love to me.
Lonely rivers flow to the sea, to the sea. To the open arms of the sea. Lonely rivers sigh wait for me, wait for me. I'll be coming home. Wait for me.
Ooh, my love... My darling. I've hungered, for your touch, a long lonely time, Time goes by so slowly, And time can do so much. Are you still mine? I need your love. I need your love. God, speed your love to me.
Not to be forgotten Click for Elvis 
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