In February, 1973, my mother was expecting a baby, and took me, and our neighbor girl, Debbie Poynter, to see THE TEN COMMANDMENTS at the Elwood Theater on Main Street.  Toward “The Exodus” scene, Mother began experiencing discomfort from sitting so long – and there was still a good amount of time remaining in the movie.  She insisted we were not leaving until the movie was over.

Every year, I have not failed to watch THE TEN COMMANDMENTS on television.  And that is what I am doing this evening; working from my desk, and half-watching the movie. The movie’s score, composed by Elmer Bernstein, is one of my absolute favorites.