As a teenager my boyfriend took me to the movies. The first movie I ever saw was "Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid" and I think I was already 18. Loved it! But an upbringing of NO NO NO does leave you with a bit of guilt. I remember a friend of my parents who was a psychiatrist once said, "Just because you feel guilty doesn't mean you are'". None the less I kept a record of the movies I had seen on an index card in my purse with the intention of eventually coming clean with my mother. Finally the day came that I had had enough of this silliness. I confronted my Mom."Mom, I want you to explain to me exactly what is wrong with going to a movie? I will give you that there is a lot of junk out there but there is also lots of good wholesome entertainment.". I made her a deal. "Mom, I want to take you to a good movie of my choice. You watch it with an open mind and if you truly think it is evil I will not go to any more movies as long as I live under your roof." I took her to see "The Sound of Music" on the wide screen.
Dear Mom, of course not only was she convinced........she started crying "it looks just like Norway."
After that the younger ones actually got treated to Charlie Brown movies. It was a big step for Mom who had lived a very very sheltered life. She's been gone over 40 years now but I still can see her eyes well up as she watched the beautiful scenery and Julie Andrews singing and dancing through the birch trees on the mountain.
I never did smoke, do drugs, get into gambling and never went to prom (so I still can't do even one required slow dance at a wedding). It is probably best though that Mom would never know that I do enjoy a glass of wine now and again. Preferably German Riesling. I think God and Maria von Trapp would approve.