A not as old as that Birthday

And is this now my eighty-seventh year, Or has some time warp come to interfere, And I am sixty-two, or even thirty-five, Still acute and very much alive? When did I sleep and fail to […]

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O Solo Meow

At a meeting this morning I was reminded of songs the kind of which they don’t write anymore. Songs that were classics and deserve to be remembered along with the great operatic arias like Oh, […]

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