We grew up watching 'The Music Man', it's one of my Dad's favorite musicals and in turn, is one of my favorite musicals. I remember listening to the soundtrack in the car on long road trips and watching the movie many times as a family. Some amazing memories are tied to that music. A year or two ago in Relief Society, the teacher began to talk about the movie and it's message and since I instantly smiled and sat up straighter, she asked me if I had ever seen in. "Yes!" I gushed, "I grew up with that movie, I LOVE it". She asked if I would share the storyline with the class. I was sitting on the front row and I turned to face some of the ladies and started with, "So I'm sure most of you have seen the film..." and I raised my hand indicating that if anyone else had seen the movie to have them raise their hand as well.
No one raised their hand.
I said, "...really, no one has seen it?"
Still no hands. In disbelief, I told the story of the Music Man. A man who came to a stubborn little town and gave it music and happiness. Who changed lives and taught people to believe in something better than themselves.