In Foster, Rhode Island/USA, there’s heavy wet snow. It looks lovely. But tree branches are breaking. Electrical lines are stuttering. I suspect we may lose power anytime. But we do have a generator.
Some of us have been chuckling about Tony managing his funeral like he managed his wonderful productions with all of us… and his marvelous solo plenaries. I’d have expected no less than Tony selecting the elements of his funeral. The final notes were Queen’s song, “Don’t Stop Me Now.” So I’ve been listening to that. I can promise you, Tony, we aren’t stopping you. You’re still burning through our skies. Thanks for your leadership in so many arenas.
You sure strutted on the stage, Monsieur Elischer. And I mean that as a compliment! You and Freddie.