Rod McKuen - Flight Plan


ASK ROD		Saying hello to the new year after bidding the old one goodbye is one of our most sentimental institutions.. I hope each of you has had a productive 1998 and that tomorrow will be the start of an even better, happy, healthy, twelve month span. Here’s a nice letter to end the year but not necessarily the season. 'TIS THE SEASON No questions, Rod, Just to wish you the blessings and peace of this holy season, now and in your life to come. ACS Dear ACS, the same back at you. And, to you and all our friends, let's try and keep the good feelings and smiles this sweet season brings to each of us, all year long. Rod FRIENDS OF STANYAN So many old friends left us in 1998. Here are some of "The Friends of Stanyan " we cared about that were lost to us in the past 12 months or so. We salute and remember them for their talent and friendship; most of all their genorosity with both. John Addison o Cleveland Amory o Gene Autry o Lloyd Bridges o Betty Carter o Alice Faye o Barry Goldwater o Jack Lord o Linda McCartney o Roddy McDowall o Brown Meggs o Jeanette Nolan o Maureen O’Sullivan o Carl Perkins o Roy Rogers o Flora Roberts o Frank Sinatra o Dr. Benjamin Spock o Dorothy Squires o Carl Wilson o Flip Wilson o Tammy Wynette o Robert Young - RM 12/30/98



		Rex Allen o Elizabeth Arden o Paula Barbier o Barbara Carrera o Rosalind Cash o Joe Dallesandro o John Denver o Anthony Hopkins o Jonah Jones o Val Kilmer o Ben Kingsley o Tim Matheson o Henri Matisse o Sarah Miles o Pola Negri o Odetta o George Schlatter o Goran Sollecher o Jule Styne o Donna Summer

		Looking backward helps us to go forward with a sense of purpose. Only look back to gain perspective. Four to six, top of the third. And now a toast: I wish you heady harvests every day of every year, no unsure hours or sleepless nights, and happiness enough to make the valleys of New England and the verdant hills of France forever green inside your heart.

PASSING THROUGH		We pass the signs the seasons and the signposts now at such a speed that pausing to reflect on what direction means grows harder year by year and yet your God and mine daily holds His breath expecting us to listen and to care about each other. Across the fields beyond the highways and each ocean, I reach out to you hoping I’ll be welcomed by another outstretched hand. For each day in the year just starting and all those days in the years ahead I wish you love and reason in your life and most of all the feeling and reality of our friendship. - from "The Beautiful Strangers", 1981

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