#year: 1975

[motownfiction]

rosary

cw: discussion of catholicism

For his First Communion, Daniel’s mother gives him a rosary.

Supposedly, it’s very special, and that’s not just because it’s a thing that he can use to pray. It’s made from beautiful beads colored like aquamarines – Daniel’s birthstone. By the time her son is eight years old, Linda still hasn’t figured out that he doesn’t drool over gemstones in the same way her six-year-old daughter does. But she tries. She tries harder than anybody Daniel has ever known. And when she hands him that rosary over a dinner of spaghetti, meatballs, and a screaming match about who goes to hell when they die, Daniel knows he can’t lose it. He can’t even wear it. He can’t do anything but appreciate it.

A few years pass, and Daniel feels a little more comfortable taking the rosary out of his room. When he makes his Confirmation at the start of ninth grade, he takes the rosary with him to Mass. Even as he recites his prayers, he keeps his mother right there in the middle of his mind.

Dear God, he thinks, please don’t let me drop this rosary. Please don’t let me lose it. Please help my mom to know that I love it, and I love her. Please help her to know I know what she went through. Please, God, please.

It’s been a little less than a year since Daniel’s father left. It’s been a little less than a year since he found his mother clutching her own rosary at the foot of her bed, crying and praying for … something. Daniel has spent the better part of this year lying awake at night, trying to figure out what she must have been doing, what she must have been asking God for.

For Frank to come back? No. Mom knew this was never his home. There’s nowhere for him to come back to. There’s a big difference between sleeping in a house and living there. Daniel wishes it had taken him less than thirteen years to see it.

Was she praying for Lola not to get hurt by all of this? Maybe. Lola’s a sensitive kid even if she doesn’t always show it, even if she hides behind her toothy smile and her bright outfits. Mom wouldn’t need to pray for Lola. She moves in her own way.

But was she praying for a better son? Now that Frank is gone, who is supposed to teach Daniel what it means to be a man? Can he learn it from a mother? Can he learn it from himself? He’s not sure if these questions count as his own prayers, but judging by the grip on his rosary, he thinks they might qualify.

Was she praying for a better son? One who would say his prayers, come home at night, and be there to help the people in his life – the mothers, the sisters, the friends? Was she praying that all Daniel had in common with his father were those eyes … those big brown eyes that anyone could mistake for good before discovering they’re evil?

Are Daniel’s eyes evil?

He clutches the rosary and prays it away … whatever it is. Fear, disgust, something. He prays it will evaporate, and by lunchtime, he will be the kind of son his mother must have been praying for.

Won’t he?

(part of @nosebleedclub september challenge -- day xx!)

[parislater]

1975 Mysterious diapositive found in the street - Vincennes january 2023

[gatespage]

‘Commedia’ Presents 7 ‘Personal’ Clowns

The Pittsburgh Press - Apr 4 1975

[angiebowiearchive]

lecturas (1975)

[if you're interested in translating this, feel free to drop me a message!]

[edpor68]

Happy Sunday! Pleasant surprise- the IMDB people changed the default image for the 1975 Cannon episode “The Investigator” - Pattye was as awesome as Frances… Will keep submitting screenshots- more submissions, better chance of approval… #patriciamattick #pattyemattick #cannon #1975tv #adorable #IMDB https://www.imdb.com/title/tt0536042/?ref_=ext_shr_lnk

[anothermusicianpage]

Town Hall, 1975

[mat-ryo-shka]

Family photos ☺️ -look at my parents Afros lol 😂- 70s maaaan. lol

I miss them all so much.

[ceydagayane]

Tunç Okan- 1975

Modernizm ve asimile olmaya hazır olmayan, sadece para kazanmak için göç eden kendi insanı tarafından kandırılan Türk insanları bu filmde anlatılır.

The Turks, who are not ready for assimilation and modernism, are deceived by their own people who migrated just to earn money in this movie.

Otobüs onları diğer kodlara taşıyan bir sağlayıcı gibi gözükse de aslında dil bilmeyen ve ana rahminden koparılan beden, yeni yerde kendinden bir şeyler bulamaz. Yaşamak içinde ölmek deyimi bu bilinmez yolculukta gerçekleşir.

Although the bus seems to be a provider that carries them to other codes, the body, which does not speak the language and has just been cut off from the womb, cannot find anything of itself in its new place. The idiom "to die alive" takes place on this unknown journey.

***Amerika’dan gelen nir fotoğraf makinesiyle göç edenleri aldatan şöför bir hatıra fotoğrafı çeker, ve makineyi över. Bu kısım, Fotoğrafcılık derslerinde ilk girişte mizansen olarak kullanılabilir.

***The driver, who deceived immigrants with a nir camera from America, praises the camera by taking a souvenir photo. This section can be used as a mise en scene for the first introduction in Photography classes.

[ma3dity]

Can we all just pretend 2024 is 2014

[motownfiction]

bread

cw: discussion of christian traditions, specifically catholic sacraments

The two hottest topics in second grade are cursive and Communion.

For Will, the first one is pretty boring. He’s already known how to write cursive for a year. His sister, Sarah, exclusively writes in cursive now that she’s in fourth grade. Will has to know it if he wants to communicate with her. But he has to admit, it does make him feel special when Lucy needs his help forming those tricky handwritten Q’s.

Communion is a little more interesting. He’s not thrilled about the suit part, but he is thrilled that he might get to process into Mass with Lucy by his side. Unsurprisingly, though, Lucy has complaints, most of which are far too advanced for the other second graders to fully comprehend. She says it’s silly how she has to wear a white dress and a veil.

“If I wanted to practice getting married, I’d do it at recess like a public school kid,” she says, and everyone else groans. They’re all looking forward to the pretty white dresses, especially Sadie. Whenever they all get together and play at the Doyles’ house, Sadie grabs her white gloves and pretends to be a debutante (a word Will doesn’t understand and, at this point, is too afraid to ask about). Will and the other guys just humor them. All they have to do is show up in the suits their moms picked out a year ago.

Will’s a little more on board with Lucy’s second complaint: The bread isn’t bread enough.

“I heard that in Protestant churches, they give you full pieces of fluffy bread,” she says one day on their way back from Reconciliation. “Here, it’s just a wafer. That’s not as good.”

Will thinks about it for a minute. The wafers don’t look like much. Sarah says they don’t taste like much, either. Like air with a puff of yeast. Will always thought that description was pretty funny, but Mom always makes Sarah apologize for saying it.

“It’s the Lord, Sarah Grace,” Mom always says. “The Lord is more than enough for you to eat. And for crying out loud, we always go to McDonald’s after Mass.”

But Will thinks he knows what Sarah’s on about. He thinks he knows what Lucy’s worried about, too. She’s also worried about the wine.

“I know it’s supposed to be blood, but it’s still going to taste like wine,” she says. “My parents said wine doesn’t taste good. I heard that in Protestant churches, they use grape juice. Grape juice tastes good.”

Will takes notes. Fluffy bread. Grape juice. When he accompanies his mother to the grocery store the following Saturday, he asks for those specific items. To his surprise, Mom agrees with a knowing smile.

“Wanting to practice your First Communion,” she says. “Oh, Will. You’re too sweet.”

He lets her believe that. She’s not wrong, exactly. It’s just less about the practice and more about making Lucy happy.

So, that afternoon, less than a full day before Mass, Will pulls Lucy into his backyard and presents her with the fluffy bread and grape juice.

“I didn’t want you to miss out,” he says. “Your idea seems better, anyway.”

Lucy gives him a look that he won’t forget for the rest of his life. He has no real way of knowing it, but it’s a look he’ll see on her face a lot until the day he dies. For now, he just blinks it in. Beautiful.

“Will,” she says, “you’re too sweet.”

He’s not sure if that’s supposed to be a compliment, but he grins from ear to ear like it is, anyway.

(part of @nosebleedclub september challenge -- day iii! would you look at that? on time again)

[swiftzeldas]

[6/50 films] Jaws (1975) dir. Steven Spielberg

Show me the way to go home. I'm tired and I want to go to bed. I had a little drink about an hour ago, and it's gone right to my head.

[cary-elwes]

[angiebowiearchive]

unknown (1975)

Found on pinterest, I have hit walls on numerous attempts to find out what periodical this is from let alone a clearer scan. I THINK from what little I'm able to discern it might be from The Sun, but I haven't been able to find any archived copies to confirm that. If anyone can help me figure out where this is from and get a clear scan and/or hard copy, let me know!

[edpor68]

Happy Saturday! A few more screenshots of Pattye Mattick as Frances in Cannon, “The Investigator”- the quintessential 70s beauty. 1975-23 years old… #pattyemattick #patriciamattick #adorable #cannon #1975tv 👩🏻‍🦰👓📺💐

[forever2014]

[georgeharrisonsmiling]

Collage: George Harrison | © John Lennon 1975