With him passes just a bit of my youth.
He's the man who gave us Jake Ryan (which I think qualifies him for sainthood), as well as Ferris Bueller, Uncle Buck, and Ducky (to name a very few). Few can hope to accomplish as much in their lifetime.
Rest in peace, John Hughes. In your honor, I will recite Sixteen Candles verbatim as I make dinner.
The film festival starts in my living room at sundown.
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Oh yikes, 16 candles?? Wow that is a look back into my time capsule. I think I will recite the words of Kevin from Home Alone and think fondly of Mr. Hughes!
Love and Hugs ~ Kat
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Definitely a part of your childhood! I think a small part of you married your hubby because of his name. Love you!
"He's cookin' our GARBAGE"
"Buck Melanoma, Moley Russells wart..."
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