A few years back I was stopped cold when I learned that Maria Callas had died. I might even have sobbed a bit. Today I had a similar reaction when I read that Lawrence Ferlinghetti had died.
Category: Reading
Memory: Essays
When I was a young boy I wallowed in comic books and cheap humor magazines. Then I spent hours lingering in the candy store ogling the lurid covers of girly magazines, too afraid to actually buy a copy to hide under my bed. In High School my mushy brain was introduced the great variety of literature: poems by John Keats, novels by William Golding; dramas by Shakespeare; movies by Stanley Kubrick; Short Stories by Zacherli; modern dance by Freddie.
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Before I retired they told me to invest as much of my salary as allowed since I would delay paying taxes on the income until after I retired and would therefore save beaucoup de bucks courtesy of a lower tax bracket. Young and working: High taxes; Old and retired: Low Taxes.
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