Ky and I went to see the movie tonight. I don’t know why I never read that book – until Kyla mentioned a school assignment about it (she’s already read it twice), I had never even heard of it. I’m so ashamed of myself.
The movie was wonderful. I have never been quite that enthralled, I don’t think; it was just so perfectly “me and Mike Valley” (Well, except for that really nasty bit, but something nearly as bad did happen in 1975, and I don’t think I’m over it even yet). If I had read Bridge to Terabithia when it came out in ’77, I would be a very different person today, I’m sure.
Mike, are you out there somewhere? Did you see the movie?
Did you think of me?