I interviewed Charles Strouse a couple of times and I have an autographed photo of him hanging up at home. He was a gentle man, very unassuming except about his ability to compose. He trusted his musical talents.
He mentioned to me that he was having to write for Burt Reynolds to sing in All Dogs Go to Heaven. But he didn’t know if Reynolds had a voice. I gave him my copy of Burt’s solo album, which Bobby Goldsboro produced.