Merry Men of the Green Wood
We’ve always been big fans of Robin Hood in this house. When the boys were little, he loomed even larger than Ninja Turtles or Power Rangers, at least most of the time. With Errol Flynn’s perfect film “The Adventures of Robin Hood” to view over and over
and a poster of N.C. Wyeth’s Robin hung over a bed
how could they not want to be Robin Hood? Is anyone cooler? When boy #2 was three years old, he chose to be Robin Hood for Halloween. A good friend made the cap, which was beyond my meager sewing talents, but I made the brown jerkin. Here is Robin at the SLU playgroup with his best friend, who was dressed as a railwayman (albeit it’s hard to tell in this picture). Note that back in the day it was okay to carry weapons: Robin has both a bow and sword.
In fact, the little tikes paraded through the SLU corridors, even interrupting classes to get candy. Famously, our little Robin Hood went into his father’s class and shot the teacher (aka Dad). Ah, such innocent times. They’d probably arrest the child now. Be that as it may, some things never change. Here is the same tike all grown up, but still dressing as his favorite for a Halloween party.
As Howard Pyle wrote in his Merry Adventures of Robin Hood, “So passed the seasons then, so they pass now, and so they will pass in time to come, while we come and go like leaves of the tree that fall and are soon forgotten.”
May the rest of your weekend be merry!