The Best Years of Our Lives

When I watch films like Citizen Kane or The Best Years of Our Lives, I always ask myself this one question: Can I make a film this great? The answer is no. It is not because I do not believe in myself. It is just the fact that these films were the first of it’s kind. They have techniques that were state-of-the-art. Those very same techniques are considered the standard by today’s measures. I bring this up because when comparing these two films, I found myself engulfed with the elements that made

testimony is. If you are not familiar with testimony, it can be briefly described as a story about one’s faith and how that faith has helped one through a difficult life event. Having first-hand experience with a couple difficult predicaments that I can best describe as being on a rollercoaster. A special person helped me and my faith and that is what helped get through all the bumps and bends. This is my testimony; how my faith helped hold me in place. I was baptized traditionally with Holy Water in

Monday afternoon. My whole family sits together, side by side, at the dinner table about to eat spaghetti tacos made fresh. We wear pajamas and socks. We wait patiently for our tacos. When the dinner is over, we rub our very full bellies continuously, and we are officially cleared to go back to our rooms after saying thank you to our mother, Michelle. For many of us, the afternoon was coming to a sweet end. Afterward, I find Michelle Diaz, my beautiful mother, and hug her for my birthday meal. She is

not ease into the previous lives without thinking about war. Jobs and homes were not easy to come by, which is why the film The Best Years of Our Lives does a fantastic job of recreating the American society. The movie was filmed in 1946, thus making it realistic. The Best Years of Our Lives reflects the post-war era because the American society was ready to move forward with their lives, but ex-servicemen were having difficulty transitioning back into their past lives. This film follows three men

The Best Years of Our Lives tells the intertwining story of three soldiers, Fred, Al and Homer, returning home from war. Their paths cross for the first time as they travel home on the same plane and continue to intersect over the course of the film. All three men exhibit difficulty adjusting in the return to their old lives as they find it difficult to reconcile how they have changed during the war with who they used to be. Al and Homer appear to suffer from several PTSD symptoms as well, but Fred

nothing there, that was the day in my mind that she left this earth. Her body remained but she was already gone. It got worse as years passed, for a short while she lived in our home, having a constant reminder of her disease was heartbreaking and watching her struggle to put together who you were was incredibly hard to watch. she struggled with this disease for ten long years until she left us completely and was free to go where she always wanted to be,

What is graduation? Some people would say that it's proof of the freedom we will soon experience. Some say that it's the end of the best years of our lives. Some would say that it's when we're forced to grow up and become adults. Some would say that it's just another day, no different than any other day, other than the scrolls, the funny outfits and the clapping. Some go into it silent, awaiting their chance to be recognized for their victory dance. Some use stupid comparisons to describe it by saying

Citizen Kane tells the provocative, epic story of a Charles Kane, A newfound wealth kid who acquired a fortune, was detracted from his unassuming environment and his dad and mom, was raised by a financier, and turned into a spectacularly well off, self-important, and enthusiastic newspaperman. He made his notoriety for being the liberal, hopeful champion of the underprivileged, and set his self absorbed personality on a political profession, until the point when those political dreams were broken

Playing softball since I was in the first grade has taught me many life lessons over the years. At the first practice I went to, we learned the basics and mechanics of softball, like throwing, fielding, and hitting. My favorite is hitting, and still is today. As I grew up, I learned many new drills. Learning new drills made me realize that players had to start from the bottom and work my way up the ladder to get better. As I became a better player and started playing competitive softball, it was

twenties, I believed it was the best time of my life. During my thirties, I thought it couldn’t get any better and these had to be the best years for anyone growing up. At the half mark of my forties, I am sure this is the peak of happiness! In truth, my happiness started when God introduced me to my husband on June 9, 1990. We joined hands and received the Sacrament of Matrimony at exactly ten years later on June 10, 2000. We have been best friends for 26 years and our love grows deeper and stronger