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Superman… a strange visitor from another planet, sent to earth with powers and abilities beyond that of mortal men, and disguised as Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter for a great metropolitan newspaper, fights a never-ending battle for truth, justice and the American way!
That was the opening to the 1950s television series The Adventures of Superman, starring George Reeves. It sums up the life and story of Superman in one long sentence. Of course, those aren’t the only details that make Superman the hero he became. As a baby, Kal-El, was saved from death by his parents who sent him in a space craft across the galaxies as his planet, Krypton exploded. He landed in Smallville, Kansas and found Martha and Jonathan Kent, who raised him as their son. Soon, Clark Kent, as Kal-El was named, went on to find that he was different from the other kids around him. He had powers that crept up like super speed, x-ray vision, heat vision, tremendous hearing and smell; and best of all, being able to fly. But Clark knew that there was more that he was destined to do beyond his small town and went out to explore the world before settling in Metropolis. There, he met the girl of his dreams, Lois Lane, a spirited, raven-haired journalist. With all these circumstances around him, Clark began to use his gifts for good and daily transformed himself into the blue-suited, red caped superhero that we all know and love – Superman.
There have been several reincarnations of Superman on both tv and the movies (oh and of course, the comic books). From Christopher Reeve’s Superman movies to Dean Cain’s tv series The New Adventures of Lois and Clark and more recently Henry Cavill’s Man of Steel, where the story focuses on the life of Clark Kent while he was raised in Smallville, Kansas. Now, how does this pertain to me …. I am a huge Superman fan. Luckily, I have a wonderful husband who doesn’t mind my lust for the man in the red cape and, in fact, encourages it by buying me knick knacks, collectibles and multiple dvds. Our most recent purchase was the series collection of Smallville and the day after we bought it we began what will probably be a year-long nightly marathon of the show (there are 218 episodes).
Jonathon James was born in Korea with the name Kim Ki Bum and adopted by a family in North Dakota. His parents often have told me how his adoption, though it was planned, was not expected to come so quickly. They were supposed to have a year long wait but it ended up being only a few months and the child that came off the airplane did not look like the baby’s picture they received from the adoption agency. Instead of a healthy two-year old, this child was a sickly eighteen month old boy, malnourished, covered in chicken pox and suffering from pneumonia in both lungs. They believe that perhaps the child they received was one that was not going to survive if he stayed in Korea, so the orphanage sent him out in search of the parents that could take care of him.
Jon survived because of that choice and in fact, never had a severe illness or even a broken bone from that moment on. He was raised just miles from his grandparents multi-acred farm, living and working on the farm each summer. But even as nice as Grand Forks, North Dakota was, Jon had a need to explore and find himself out in the world. After a brief stint in college, he left his childhood home for the U.S. Navy, dare I say, to fight for the American way. He travelled the country from Florida to Maine and finally San Diego, California, where he earned his Naval wings as an aircrew man and met the woman of his dreams, me – a tenacious, dark-haired writer.
When we married and settled in Illinois, Jon went back to school to become a registered nurse and today, he rescues and saves the lives of many in the surgical room of our local hospital.
Be it fate or just pure luck, 10 years ago this December 16th, I married my own, personal “super man” without even trying to. I love you, babe!