I come home at night and the apartment is all dark. I yell "Frank !" and he doesn't answer. I walk into the living room and it's like a funeral parlour. There are three pictures of Ava in the room and the only lights are three dim ones on the pictures. Sitting in front of them is Frank with a bottle of brandy.
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At four o'clock i hear him calling someone on the telephone. It's his first wife, Nancy. ........... Then he paces up and down some more and maybe he reads, and he doesn't fall asleep until the sun's up.
Jule Styne - 1955
excerpts from
Mark Steyn
Wee Small Hours -
Sinatra - Songs of the Century
2015
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