Wherein I opine on pretty much anything I want
I hadn't heard that she'd passed. She was so beautiful and so broken. She was a taunt when girls in high school did their best to doll it up, "Who do you think you are, Liz Taylor?" Nothing could be more impossible than that.
These photos brought tears to my eyes. Remember how we all fell for her when she was doing Cleopatra? It was summer in Nantucket, the same year Stevie Graham's dad died. The hub was full of movie mags with her Egyptionized face pressed close to the pockmarked cheeks of her Mark Anthony. Wow, what a beauty.
I do remember that summer, although I was not in Nantucket. And I didn't know Stevie Graham, whoever he was. But I remember we all had transistor radios that we were glued to. Boy, those were the days! So sorry to have to say goodbye to yet another of that glorious generation. It makes me really sad :(
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