Good morning, all! My computer has begun crashing regularly and I fear it may mean that its end is nigh. I hope it will hang on till September which is when I planned on purchasing a new one.
I just read Gretchen Wyler's obit. I first saw her on the Garry Moore show, performing "Spanish Rose"; she was the Rosie in the National Tour of BYE BYE BIRDIE. I met her briefly around 1982, and she was quite lovely and charming. I wish that I knew then about all of her animal rights work, because it would have been interesting to discuss something she was active in than a career that was pretty much in her past. I remember thinking at the time how tough she looked, but she was funny and kind.
Today I have no plans, which is a nice situation. I will putter about, watch a Netflix DVD or 2, read more of the Leo Lerman book (I'm taking the Alison Weir HENRY VIII book to jury duty) and do little else.
TOD:
I wrote two fan letters in my life and got replies to both. In the hurlyburly of time both have vanished. One was to Lotte Lenya in 1972. Her reply was very sweet and very badly typed with spellings and type-overs. I remember her postscript after her signature: It's a good thing I went on the stage. I would have starved to death as a secretary.
My second was to Benjamin Britten, who sent a kind reply saying that he was sorry to be so tardy in responding but he'd been through heart surgery. The note, in my memory, was as frail as the surgery left him, and I believe he was dead about a year after receiving the reply.
