I am absolutely shattered at the new of the sudden passing away of my friend Michael R. Hudson, on the 8th of July.
I just got the news and I am speechless.
He was an artist and a great person.
He was my friend and my publisher.
He was a volcano of activities and always a source of good cheer.
It feels like losing a limb. My thoughts go to his friends and family.
Yesterday I saw this on the Facebook page of musician Richard Thompson.
Very moving tribute on the anniversary of The Battle Of The Somme, enacted all over Britain.Participants dressed in WW1 uniforms, standing or sitting quietly. If spoken to, they hand you a card that says their, name, rank, and when they were killed. Photo is from King Cross Station today.
I shared it, because I too found the idea very moving, and it reminded me of a song.
But we’ll talk later of the song. Continue reading
I just saw this post out there
… and ok, a couple of points are pretty silly – but they do underscore how there’s a lot of Italian in the language a lot of English speakers speak.
So I thought, what with my current need for work and all that… what about offering my services as a language teacher, via Skype?
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A must-see set of “damaged” photographs…
I’m very sad to learn o the passing of actor Burt Kwok, whose Cato was the perfect foil for Peter Sellers’ Inspecteur Clouseau.
My father died two hours ago, following a massive heart collapse.
He was 76.
My brother and I are still shocked and we are probably not realizing fully what this might mean. It is safe to say that our lives will change radically in the next weeks.
My father was a good man, who did his best with what he had at hand.
He built a family and raised two good sons – and yet he was a very lonely person.
In the last years, depression and ill-health had taken their toll.
He had never been the same after the death of my mother and of my grandmother.
He was very tired, very afraid of the future.
He was my father, and I loved him dearly.
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