Frank Sinatra
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Thought I saw the last of it. Snow again. The element of surprise, overused, lessened with each encore. I saw Paul Anka the other day on PBS. He did it “his way”. And then another encore. Again. The audience was on their feet, not wanting to leave. But then, everything, including good times, has to end.…
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I live next door to a convent and behind a restaurant/bar. The differences are quite obvious: Above and Below. One life style is to focus on the afterlife, the other , this life. For the weeks leading to Christmas, I heard rehearsals and refrains on one end, toasts and talks on the other. Both found an…
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We are not invited into this dysfunctional family of three generations, all 750 pages of it. Crime fiction, social commentary and extremely hilarious saga. I stayed up late last night for its racing conclusion. A year and a half ago, I read Freedom by Franzen. As engrossing as Fraction of a Whole. This family questioned everything, but centrally,…