Full Disclosure

Okay, so I mentioned this yesterday and I thought I would tell you the whole story.

Remember when you were a kid and television specials only came on once a year? Every spring CBS aired "The Wizard of Oz." I was especially fond of the Peanuts movies. There was one though, that made me cry. Every year they would air "Snoopy Come Home." In it Snoopy leaves Charlie Brown for the little red-headed girl. Every year I would beg my mother to watch it and every year I would cry when Snoopy leaves. Cry. Inconsolably. I remember the tired look on my mothers face as she switched off the set and would sigh, "Maybe next year." I guess this should have been an early warning of my sensitivities. The Christmas before I moved to New Orleans (which was literally days before my move) my mother gave me a copy of the movie. I tried to watch it a couple years ago but found it too overwhelming even now. I have no idea what happens at the end, though I suspect that Snoopy must come home.