Like much of the rest of the country, I stopped what I was doing at around noon today, thought a bit about Mary Tyler Moore and hummed a few bars of “You’re going to make it after all.”
I’ll refrain from writing one of those full-fledged appreciations that are now pouring out of several generations’ worth of over-40 journalists across the land raised on a happy diet of meetings in Mr. Grant’s office, tongue-twisting obfuscations from Ted Baxter and a big “M” on Mary’s apartment wall.
Instead I’ll focus on a weirdly specific memory: the woman in the scarf at the opening of the opening credits of “The Mary Tyler Moore Show.”
We catch a glimpse of her just as Mary flings her hat in the air. Growing up, I watched for her every week. Turns out I wasn’t the only one. As my dear college friend MaryAnne told me today: “Her look of confusion/disapproval always delighted me.”
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I like to think the woman isn’t as much of a crab as this momentary peek might suggest. Perhaps she just has a bit of a sour stomach. Or she had a fight with daughter this morning. Or – and this is my favorite interpretation – just after this point in the clip, when we can’t see her anymore, she breaks into a wide grin at the sight of this enthusiastic young woman so obviously in love with life. Her whole day is brightened.
I hadn’t thought about Mystery Scarf Woman for years. But doing so today gives me a cozy, nostalgic feel. We’ll miss you, Mary.