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Antiques! => Antique Questions Forum => Topic started by: mart on December 20, 2013, 08:37:05 PM
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Its getting close to Christmas !! A lady posted this on another group and although not exactly antique related,, it kind of is in a way !! Anyway its worth reading and thinking about !! Merry Christmas everyone !!
The True Story of
Rudolph
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A man named
Bob May, depressed and brokenhearted, stared out his drafty
apartment window into the chilling December
night.
His 4-year-old daughter Barbara sat on his lap
quietly sobbing. Bob's wife, Evelyn, was dying of cancer.
Little Barbara couldn't understand why her mommy could never
come home. Barbara looked up into her dad's eyes and asked,
"Why isn't Mommy just like everybody else's Mommy?" Bob's
jaw tightened and his eyes welled with tears. Her question
brought waves of grief, but also of anger. It had been the
story of Bob's life. Life always had to be different for
Bob.
Small when he was a kid, Bob was often bullied
by other boys. He was too little at the time to compete in
sports. He was often called names he'd rather not remember.
From childhood, Bob was different and never seemed to fit
in. Bob did complete college, married his loving wife and
was grateful to get his job as a copywriter at Montgomery
Ward during the Great Depression. Then he was blessed with
his little girl. But it was all short-lived. Evelyn's bout
with cancer stripped them of all their savings and now Bob
and his daughter were forced to live in a two-room apartment
in the Chicago slums. Evelyn died just days before Christmas
in 1938.
Bob struggled to give hope to his child, for
whom he couldn't even afford to buy a Christmas gift. But if
he couldn't buy a gift, he was determined to make one - a
storybook! Bob had created an animal character in his own
mind and told the animal's story to little Barbara to give
her comfort and hope. Again and again Bob told the story,
embellishing it more with each telling. Who was the
character? What was the story all about? The story Bob May
created was his own autobiography in fable form. The
character he created was a misfit outcast like he was. The
name of the character? A little reindeer named Rudolph, with
a big shiny nose. Bob finished the book just in time to give
it to his little girl on Christmas Day. But the story
doesn't end there.
The
general manager of Montgomery Ward caught wind of the little
storybook and offered Bob May a nominal fee to purchase the
rights to print the book. Wards went on to
print, "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed
Reindeer" and
distribute it to children visiting Santa Claus in their
stores. By 1946 Wards had printed and distributed more than
six million copies of Rudolph. That same year, a major
publisher wanted to purchase the rights from Wards to print
an updated version of the book.
In an unprecedented
gesture of kindness, the CEO of Wards returned all rights
back to Bob May. The book became a best seller. Many toy and
marketing deals followed and Bob May, now remarried with a
growing family, became wealthy from the story he created to
comfort his grieving daughter. But the story doesn't end
there either.
Bob's
brother-in-law, Johnny Marks, made a song adaptation to
Rudolph. Though the song was turned down by such popular
vocalists as Bing Crosby and Dinah Shore , it was recorded by
the singing cowboy, Gene Autry. "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed
Reindeer" was released in 1949 and became a phenomenal
success, selling more records than any other Christmas song,
with the exception of "White Christmas."
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The gift of love that Bob May
created for his daughter so long ago kept on returning back
to bless him again and again. And Bob May learned the
lesson, just like his dear friend Rudolph, that being
different isn't so bad. In fact, being different can be a
blessing.
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MERRY
CHRISTMAS
Enjoy life... it has an
expiration
date!
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Touching...makes you think about your own life...where's it been and where it might go.
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Nice to know where the story comes frim. Never heard it before.
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I think its more about a Christmas gift that was given with love coming back to bless over and over again !!
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That is very nice. :)
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A touching story indeed,....but unfortunately over here the name Rudolph conjures up an entirely different thought...
http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/lidl-reindeer-steaks-sold-discount-2657581
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Mart;
Do you remember that little original Rudolph story booklet from Monkey Ward? There were a few differences in the storyline from what we hear in the song. For one, Rudolph never lived at the North Pole. He lived with his parents in a distant reindeer village, and even left a note for them when Santa asked for his help.
Enough rambling...Merry Christmas to all my friends here! 8)
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That was the old original story !! Our house burned when I was 4 so up in smoke went all that stuff !! I really feel sorry for kids today !! This commercial world has taken all the magic out of Christmas !! Toys are disposable,,nothing is loved and cherished anymore !! Its sad !!
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That was the old original story !! Our house burned when I was 4 so up in smoke went all that stuff !! I really feel sorry for kids today !! This commercial world has taken all the magic out of Christmas !! Toys are disposable,,nothing is loved and cherished anymore !! Its sad !!
They were disposable when i was young...my mother,was very minimalistic,...everything had to be neat and tidy,including her cupboards,celler,...my father was the same,....so, come July/August,of any year in the 50,s/60,s,..both of them would have a big clear out,...any toys that were broken or had ,had very little play use were destined for the bin,....and it was the same every year,very little was spared,....and they were like this even after we left home,.....
Years later, after they had both died...my sister and I went to clear the house,.out, prior to it being sold,...When I went into the loft,....there was only 1 thing there,...a wooden ladder,..nothing else..just that ladder,..they,d lived in that house for 50 odd years,...and all that was there was ..that wooden ladder,.....and its probably still there, cos i could,nt get it through the hatch as it was too long...The cellar and the shed were the same,..empty...they left a fair amount of money but they never left a memory....
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That is kinda sad like ...... because one is only truly gone ...... when they are forgotten about by those who knew them.
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Something tells me that is not going to be a problem here !!
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Wullie, I can honestly say that brought a tear to my eye... "The cellar and the shed were the same,..empty...they left a fair amount of money but they never left a memory...." (2nd time you did this...first time was the story of your father/war>)
I love the memories and the little things that my family used/loved and they are more valuable to me than any money!!! I still use many of the same things in my home/kitchen/workbench area that my family used long before I was ever thought of!
I know the people themselves and the memories we make with them are priceless and cannot be taken from us (unless Alzheimer's, etc)...but the worn things of daily life sure come in next in line for me!!!
Unfortunately for my children...the attic is full and so is the house! LOL
MART, thanks for reminding me of the story. Heard it long ago and loved it just as much this time as when I heard it the first time.
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I heard a few days ago that Gene Autry did not want to record it and it was the B side. It still became his biggest hit ever.
Great story Mart!
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I heard that too a good while back, Frogpatch !!
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There was a little feature on TV last week about the song. I don't remember what show but it may have been GMA or the Today Show.