The Mystery Beach Couple is:
Teresa Wright, and Gary Cooper in “Pride of the Yankees” (1942).
We become completely different people at the beach. Most of us in our everyday lives do not walk around outside half naked studying the body types of complete strangers in similar half-dress and allowing ourselves to be studied at the same time. All in very close proximity. We don’t lie half asleep on the ground for hours in the middle of work day, ignore the presence of sand in our hair, content also to ignore the blob of ice cream that fell off the soft serve cone and landed on the thigh. Immerse ourselves in frigid water (at least in New England) though we fiddle endlessly with the faucet in the shower at home because the water temp has to be just right.
After all this, drive home tired from being lazy, sticky, and satisfied that we have spent the day well, though on any normal day we would berate ourselves for not accomplishing our list of things to do. We are different beings at the beach.
So, it’s no wonder they were difficult to recognize.
For previous "at the beach" posts, have a look here and over here.
4 comments:
Two points for you.
One for stumping the universe.
Two for your perfect description of a day at the beach.
Gracious! Gary Cooper never even crossed my mind. I suppose I never associate sand and bathing suits with Pride of the Yankees. Terrific mystery picture!
Thank you, Caftan Woman.
Lucie, I think that's what made it difficult, this is such a brief scene in that otherwise baseball movie. It's easy to overlook.
I didn't see Gary Cooper at all. Jeez. What a surprise. But at least I got Theresa. More or less.
First time ever for me. :)
Great pix.
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