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NOSTALGIA AIN'T WHAT IT USED
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Hi history fans, you too Sarah. It
is The Day of the Dead in Sicily [!] Legend has it that if children are good all year long
the dead will bring them gifts today. Wonder where the dead go shopping? At closeout
sales? Never mind. Today is Memorial Day in Brazil and Nicaragua.
On this day in 1804 Napoleon crowned himself Emperor and in 1927 T.S. Elliot becomes a
British subject. Famous American Farewells, 1947: Man ‘O War trots off to that bid
track in the sky. A heart attack. Sad, but better than the glue pot and on this same date,
the Howard Hughes famed wooden airship The Spruce Goose takes off on its maiden and final
flight. 1948: LBJ climbs into the senate.
Today in 1950 George Bernard Shaw dies at 94 from complications after a fall. His last
words "You’re trying to keep me alive as an old curiosity but I’m done,
I’m finished, I am going to die." 1959: Frank Lloyd Wright’s revenge, The
Guggenheim Museum, opens in New York. In 1961 American wit James Thurber (The Secret Life
of Walter Mitty) dies in New York City.
Whatever party you belong to, don’t forget to vote tomorrow. Pay no attention to the
pundits and the newspaper and TV editorials, vote your conscience and the issues.
Today’s apology goes to my friend and new mentor Richard Kegler for misspelling his
name yesterday. And how are your apologies going today?
- RM 11/1/98 |
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Butch Akuaku o
Marie Antoinette o Daniel Boone o Jean Baptiste Chardin o Karl Ditters von
Dittersdorf o Paul Ford o Warren G. Harding o Burt Lancaster o
k. d. lang o Marie Antoinette o James Polk o Stefanie Powers o Ann Rutherford o Giuseppe Sinopoli o Luchino Visconti o
Ray Walston o Alfred Woodard |
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Wisdom is the final
meeting place of abstract thought.
Science should not cheat imagination, but further it.
Learning never stops and shouldn’t.
The threshold of knowledge is need. |
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Ken still lifts weights
in Rome.
Not always bar bells
but weights.
I envy him
I envy those
who know him well.
Franko, Dewitt Bodeen,
the former Mrs. Eckstine,
those nightly
on the Roman scene.
He was the freak
I wanted most
to
know
when I was scurrying
or scrounging
in L . A. a dozen years ago.
I know what made him tick
and land upon his feet
however hard the world
beat and battered him.
Not even T.C. Fox
could keep him down
a formidable opponent
or an ally
depending on
procurer or producer.
He ticked to tick
he landed on his feet
because most giants do.
Ken,
you might like L.A.
Once again.
Googies isn’t Googies anymore,
Dewitt’s in London
last I heard,
and still the expert
with the spoken
written word.
But Ken,
new freaks abound
and some of us
who love you still
are still around.
- From "Beyond The Boardwalk", 1975 |
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