9/30/1955
James Dean met death head on while driving to Salinas,California for a car race that he was to participate in on this day. The great thing about Dean is that no matter your age one can relate to the characters and his portrayal of them. Growing up I liked East of Eden the best but have grown to have a greater appreciation for his Jett Rink in George Stevens' Giant. I believe it was a little more of a reach, a stretch of his ability and talent. He ages from a 20-something ranch hand to a 50-something oil baron all in the course of 3-plus hours. The reason I chose this song is because of the reference to his name and I always think of him when I hear it. It seems to fit his restless, youthful, always searching spirit. If he had lived he probably couldn't have fulfilled his potential as an actor. But who knows? He could have wound but similar to Marlon Brando, a burn out. Or possibly he would have had a career like Paul Newman, respected and admired for his personal and private life. Who knows ? RIP Jimmy, we are lucky to have your performances to live on and inspire us. You will remain, forever young. Godspeed.
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