That hottie, that’s right, I called him a hottie, is the late Gene Kelly, a born and raised Burgher.
You might know him better from this:
Gene Kelly once said:
“I didn’t want to wear rich people’s clothes. I wanted to dance like the man in the street, like the ones I met while working my way through college, pumping gas in Pittsburgh.”
For 11 years now, there have been talks and plans to bring this to a downtown corner, as illustrated by Daniel Marsula:
Isn’t that breathtaking?
You can read for yourself all the issues and speedbumps and road blocks that have been encountered as the city tries to make it happen.
I get it, ISSUES! Eek! But this needs to happen.
We have eyeball sculptures and baseball sculptures and football sculptures and mayoral sculptures and Mr. Rogers’ sculpture and heck, we even have a sculpture of George Washington gazing lovingly into the eyes of Guyasuta.
What we don’t have is a sculpture of Gene Kelly frozen in time in an iconic moment in movie history, singing and dancing his heart out in the pouring rain, standing in the city he was born in and raised in and of which his widow said, “I have always contended that much of who Gene was and much of what he was to become here in Hollywood was rooted right there in Pittsburgh.”
Now, you whippersnappers out there, says this 35[sob]-year-old lady, and all you who haven’t watched it in a while, I want you to click play on this, fast forward to about a minute in if you’re impatient, and watch Gene Kelly do his thing.
[sigh] Awesome, huh?
And with the amount of rain we get here in Pittsburgh, we Burghers would get to see many many many … many many many days of Gene Kelly singing in the rain if this statue ever comes to fruition.
Also, I found this quote of his:
I never wanted to be a dancer. It’s true! I wanted to be a shortstop for the Pittsburgh Pirates.
Somewhere up there, Gene Kelly is dancing, waiting to see how his sculpture turns out, and I bet he is TOTALLY on my side of Make Room for Crazy.