Diana’s encounter with “Slick Willie” happened in the spring of 1993 and, yes, she did give him a “full Nelson” (that reference is now more than somewhat obscure: VP Nelson A. Rockefeller). The event occurred on a brightly sunlit afternoon on the sidewalk in front of our apartment in Sunnyvale. That particular day, both Clinton […]
From her earliest memories in Detroit, Diana said that the busts on either side of the mirror over the mantle of Mozart and Beethoven were “always there.” Their presence might have predated her birth, but, alas, i don’t recall her stating that to have been the case. These past four decades, Diana used to tell […]
In early January of last year (2016), Diana was given only days to live by two doctors at one of the leading hospitals in the Silicon Valley with no hope whatever. A few houses down the road from us resided Julie McCue, a retired hospice nurse, who i’d only met the day after Christmas when […]
To : Tav Subject : 2 oil paintings — Diana and you w/ cig Date : Tue, 14 Feb 2017 8:50 AM -0800 [PST] Affa! Somehow i can’t remember the name of the artist who rendered the oil paintings of you lighting up and Diana from the black-and-white prints. Was he a family friend or […]
Diana and i were never fond of much of the music of Mozart. Indeed a number of others including Busoni and Glenn Gould demonstrated by the rarity of performances of Mozart’s output what little he wrote that was memorable. Gould went so far as to say that the problem with Mozart was not that he […]
