In a really weird tangled way, somebody at Italy’s national airlines Alitalia did me and my friend Brittany Brodie a big favor, and here’s how.
A long time ago, I had the incredibly good fortune to fly from Toronto all the way to India (ask me why in person, not in public) and the trip was in four stages, all told--from T.O. to Rome; then Rome to New Delhi, then home via Rome again.
It was my first trans-Atlantic trip, (my first trans-anything trip actually). And one of the best things about it was the inflight movie. Remember, in those days, all passengers watched the same show, like it or not.
It just so happened that on all four very long legs of that voyage, Alitalia screened Coal Miner’s Daughter. It’s the real life story of Loretta Lynn, as delivered in an Oscar-winning performance by Cissy Spacek.
Yup. I saw it four times.
So not only do I know many of the lyrics to the songs and much of the script, odds are I am this area-code’s leading expert on “how to become a famous country singer,” at least according to how it’s done in the movies.