tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11978294.post-78924504556251704752007-09-23T11:52:00.000-06:002007-09-23T16:31:07.245-06:00

who knew the imagination, wit and clarity with which silence could speak. The silence, now mute. 'night, Marcel [my emphasis] Almost 27 years ago, our eldest had been with us only a couple of months and we brought her everywhere, including a Marceau performance at the Northrop Auditorium at the U of M (the M being Minnesota). We had excellent seats and, thanks to Mr. CJ, I

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