In that
moment when Jimmy Stewart, standing there holding Juju and her petals, smiles that magnificent whole body smile of his and somehow manages across seven decades to communicate to us on a level so deep that the first recognition comes not in cerebral
cognizance, but through the base reactions of our own bodies — as our eyes well up and our cheeks flush and our hearts grow; in that
moment we know — to our marrow — that life really is wonderful.