Yes, it’s Tax Day for the rest of you, but for a very select few, it’s the 3rd anniversary of the day my dad, Lew Marks, died. No matter how many years have gone or how many will go, this movie is my closest association with him.
When he taught film at Monroe High School, before School Without Walls and after, and in the days before Beta and VHS, he would borrow the projector and bring this movie, The Red Balloon (Le ballon rouge), home with him after showing it to his class. Movie night at our house was something bigger than running to the video store or clicking on a link on YouTube or Netflix.
Miss you, Dad, every day, but today especially.