|My first hero|
"God bless Mommy and Daddy and Sissy and Danna and Bumpa, Aunt Ginny and Uncle Howard, Cousin Steve, and don't forget Mighty Mouse. Amen."
Granted, I did spend an awful lot of time glued to the tube watching his cartoons.
"HERE I COME TO SAVE THE DAY!" the little fella would bellow as he swooped down just in the nick of time to save some poor mouse damsel in distress. I was enthralled.
|I think I dated this guy once|
"...And God bless Peter Pan, too. Amen"
Peter Pan? Seriously?
Oh, yeah. I absolutely adored him.
"I DON'T WANNA GROW UP!" was that cool kid's mantra. I was mesmerized.
Mighty Mouse and Peter Pan. A caped rodent and a dysfunctional boy donned in a pointed green hat.
My heroes? Yikes! (Would explain a lot about my early love life, though.)
Fictional flying father figures? Perhaps. Who knows?
One thing is for sure, however.
God love 'em, they both looked swell in tights.