The Melody Lingers On.
This page is dedicated to Gene's fans. They are keeping his spirit alive and introducing a new generation to his magic. I owe them all a huge debt. Not least because they have made me realise that I am not crazy because I get passionate about a movie star who is no longer here and whose best known work was being created when I was a babe-in-arms. They vary in age from 8 to 80, from every walk of life and from all over the world. I am privileged to call some of them friends. So here they are, in their own words. Thanks, pals.
A CHILD'S POEM FOR GENE.
Written after Gene died, by a child who knew him and loved him.
HAS ANYBODY HERE SEEN KELLY?
What can you say about a man like Gene?
His entire career was one big dream,
From For Me & My Gal, his first big show,
To the last dead husband in What A Way To Go.
 
Although Mr Big threw money at his face
The Wolves still won that blessed pennant race
While O’Brien to Ryan to Goldberg took break
They still had time to make the clam bake.
 
Du Barry was a lady as anyone could see
Until Louis was drugged and turned to royalty
It was up to the Black Arrow to save her from this fate.
A tune called ‘SOS’ left us all in happy state.
 
Perhaps he’s most famous from singing during showers
But the 104 fever must have proven to be a bother.
He also jumped a bus and fell in Debbie’s car.
He had to suck up to Lina in order to stay a star.
My mind drifts back to Manhattan, and sailors who ‘hate to leave’,
He falls hard for Susie and woos her as perceived
Frank ‘crawls out of his shell’, and falls for a great unknown
While he chats a while with Lola, Aka the dial tone.
 
Speaking of sailors, there’s another, with Miss Turnstiles in his head.
And Frankie missed the Hippodrome but won the driver instead.
The third, an anthropologist, wanted a prehistoric man
They raced the cops from Empire, Coney Isle and back again.
 
In Brigadoon a lot of dancing can be found
But there’s nothing like the heather on the outskirts of the town.
True love always prevails, to all this can be seen,
With Fiona’s heart a calling he goes home with Bonnie Jean.
 
Gene’s a travelling man A Paris one for sure
He dumped his rich American for his one true French amour.
His piano friend Oscar gives himself his own encores,
And the ballet at the end wins them six Academy Awards.
Manuela is in love with Macocco of the sea
Gene isn’t the real scoundrel that she has him panned to be.
He wins her heart in spite of that, and together sing Be A Clown.
And the real Macocco has always been, the mayor of the town.
 
D’Artagnan is a young man who sure knows how to fight.
But unfortunately for him his scheduling is tight.
Lady De Winter is our villainess who hunts our musketeers
And Constance ends up dying, through betrayal, blood, and tears.
 
Cover Girl is the last on our tour for today.
Rusty took the easy way, though Gene begged her stay.
They had always searched their oysters for that all important pearl.
He danced the ‘Alter ego’ and finally got back his girl.
 
That’s all I have for you folks today, I hope you have enjoyed the poem.
For Gene Kelly was not just an actor, but a hero to all who know him.
But can I have a hero, who is no longer my life a part?
And what I say to you today, he’s always in my heart.
This is a poem written by Veronika, aged 12.
I think we do not need to worry about Gene's influence fading. He seems to touch each new generation with his gift of love, joy and dreams.
Thank you Veronika. You could not have a better role model.
Tapping, Dancing, Acting and more
boy, what else does Gene have in store.
He was a great man and a wonderful guy
 with his smile and dance he lit up the sky.
  His friendly smile! Just the look on his face I don't think we'll ever find some one to take Kelly’s place
Out of all the actors I know that its true
he had his own family and worked hard for it too
Some days it might have been hard but
all that he did, it came from his heart 
If I ever grow up to be an actor
I want to be like Gene and if I ever become 
a dancer I will not be mean.
Gene made so many people happy 
I know that its true because I know that he
made me happy too
 
 My name is Gia and I´m 25, I´m from Uruguay (this tiny little country in South America next to Brazil and Argentina).  When I first got a glimpse of Gene Kelly on TV was in the beautiful classic Singin´ in the Rain, he was dancing the Moses Supposes number and I fell in love...   How can I describe the feeling of watching Gene´s work... magic is a good word, admiration, perfection, brilliantly beautiful, but the best one for me is pure JOY.   I´ve been a singer for a long time now, and as an artist I know how you want to get to the heart of your audience and just make them happy when you perform. I admire multiple artists for accomplishing this, but Gene was special, he had my complete and total attention when he was dancing, and I could feel like I was in the movie dancing and enjoying the moment with him too. This is a unique feeling.   I believe that, in many opportunities when I was feeling sad and blue I watched one of his movies, or just listened to one of his songs and instantly felt better.   He is a star, but most of all he is a special being, who achieved everything he set his mind to, and connected with the people, changing the mood of a whole room. He knows the way into your heart and into your soul, with just a few steps, with just a few smiles, with just a few songs.   He will always be the man who got me feeling like I could realise any dream, and he will always be... my pure JOY. 
 
 
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Patty Grove from Wisconsin. November 2008
Not long ago I found myself in search of something new to learn about: something strictly for my own enjoyment that I didn’t have to explain to anyone. I considered singing lessons, yoga, even an car maintenance course for women. So when I was hit by this lightning bolt named Gene, it was just what the doctor ordered. First it was merely a matter of admiring his dancing, and then I saw “The Pirate” and discovered how sensual and gorgeous he really was. Then I started to learn about the man and his many colors. He was a man who was given many gifts in life and didn’t waste a one: near-superhuman physical strength and stamina, a sharp and creative mind, the obvious gift of rhythm, and that intangible factor that made him light up even a black and white screen. To these he added the love and capacity for hard work, and the vision and guts to succeed in many different areas. Gene was not a saint, but who is? Intelligent and creative people are often complicated and contradictory. I think he would want us to make up our own minds about him, and I have. Along the way I’ve discovered what we had in common, like hating stagnation, and a love of learning and reading.(How I would have loved to have jumped into the book with him in “Sinbad the Sailor.”) We were good Americans who also loved another country: France for Gene, and Canada for me. These things have made him more real to me. He had this wonderful ageless quality. A dancer peaks in their 20's: Gene made his big screen debut at 30, not looking a day over 21. He was leaping over ponds and statues at 36, and still danced like a dream and looked "smoking hot" as they say at 47. Gene briefly studied law, and apparently he never did get to the law of physics, lol. With his broad shoulders and sturdy legs, he looked more like a longshoreman than a dancer, yet he made it work. He didn’t look like he should be able to get airborne, but once he did, he stayed up there awhile, and we loved every second. But what really makes me love him was his obvious zest for life, and the joy it brought to the screen, the joy he’s given me. Several times I’ve been told to wipe that grin off my face, quit drooling, and get out of the trance. He gives this feeling that we're right there with him on the lamp post, the fountain, or the cobblestones. Sometimes it’s like he just swooped down from the galaxy and left just as quickly. Was he really here at all? Every dance is a diamond, and as much a work of art as the paintings he honored in An American in Paris. We also have other treasures to admire, like "Inherit the Wind," "Jack and the Beanstalk," and "The Muppet Show." Compared to Sinatra's 1200 recordings Gene's total output was small, but the quality tremendous. And I thank God everyday that Gene Kelly was here on this earth.