"safe beyond the blue." (Notices that her daughter is really crying.) Marianne, don't cry. Pauses, then reads "And in the loving arms of Jesus, We hope some day - if we to God be true - To come where joys untold await us, And find ourselves safe beyond the blue."* "Through our years of joy and sorrow, We've tried to find the key-note to success So we'll make our debut on tomorrow, Prepared to brave life's sternest tests."* Marianne: (reads part of the poem, begins to cry, sniffles, and looks for a kleenex) I guess that's one of the reasons you're such a special person. You always wanted to know about Granny and Aunt Mary, and about all the things I did when I was younger. Most children don't want to hear what their parents did when they were young.
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Mama: I had forgotten about it, plus I didn't think it was important. Marianne: (turning a few more pages, then stopping on one page) Oh, mama. (accusingly) You're turning the pages too fast! That hat was the prettiest hat I ever saw. Look how slender I was! 90 pounds, soaking wet. All the others were made from cotton-lined feed sacks. Mama: (hands on hips) I'll have you know that was "the" style and that was the first store bought dress I had. Lucy Gentry in all her glory! Look at that hairdo. Marianne: (opens book, turns a page, reads the title page, mama is standing behind her ) "The Echo" Volume III, 1927. (walks toward Marianne and then remembers she can't take the book from her daughter and stops abruptly) So, let's look at it, sweetheart. Marianne goes through a few things, places them on the floor, and then comes across a high school yearbook.). Mama: (turns toward audience) See what I mean? (gives up and opens cabinet doors to reveal a "mountain" of material/books/hats/etc.) Good gracious, when was the last time you cleaned this out? Never mind. Marianne: (finds remote and presses buttons - nothing happens) All right, come on. She's determined what to do and knows all the answers. I noticed my granddaughter is the same way. I swear, the older you get, the more stubborn you become. (goes into the den -, switches on light,and looks around.) That lady could pack more stuff into one room than anyone else I know. If the remote works - it never worked for anyone but mama. At least, I'll have the company of the television.
Marianne: I can't bear the thoughts of going through this closet. And don't forget that the remote is peculiar. Mama: (follows Marianne) Why don't you start in the den? There are probably things in there you have never seen. (she walks from room to room, stops at the photo gallery on the wall, smiles at the pictures of her own children, then goes into the spare bedroom. (walks to the thermostat to adjust the heat) At least mama didn't keep the heat turned down. Marianne: (shivers) Gracious, it's cold in here. Besides that, who's paying the power bill? Oops! I guess you are now! Go ahead and turn on the lights, all of 'em. Mama: I've told you over and over that at my age I look better in the dark. (Hangs up phone and looks around again, realizes light is off and switches it on) That's better. Oh, tell Kelli to call the bakery and confirm the appointment for the wedding cake. Mama: (appears from the side) I would like for you to spend the night. I think I'll just see how far I get and then decide. (walks to phone, dials the number, and waits for an answer.) I'm here. She looks around, shakes her head and takes a deep breath) Well, mama, looks like I have a lot to do. Marianne: (unlocks the kitchen door and walks in. Marianne enters through the kitchen door, the only door Mama had not nailed closed.
Mama never wore her pajamas or gown during the day.
She wears work clothes, but has a small suit case with her. She's alone in the house, miles from her own home. Marianne's task is to get the house ready for a tenant, something she's dreaded. Vintage clothing, lingerie never worn, greeting cards received, greeting cards addressed but not mailed, the list goes on and on. There is a pair of slippers from the first year of mama's marriage (1939), many photographs of unidentified people, as well as pictures of Marianne, the only child. Mama had lived alone for the last 17 years, since daddy's death. Mama's house is still intact, very much like it was the day she died. Months following her mother's death, Marianne is sorting through her mother's things. Welcome to Adobe GoLive 4 Beyond the Blue
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