I Don't Know What To Say
My dear friend Daniel Bernheim has died. His friendship has been the longest I have had since I moved to New York.
I have valued his gloomy perspective on life as much as I have roared with laughter at his absurd sense of humor. I don't yet know what else to say...
I have valued his gloomy perspective on life as much as I have roared with laughter at his absurd sense of humor. I don't yet know what else to say...
He nothing common did or mean
Upon that memorable scene,...
But bow'd his comely head
Down, as upon a bed.
Upon that memorable scene,...
But bow'd his comely head
Down, as upon a bed.
-- An Horatian Ode, Andrew Marvell
UPDATE: I don't know on which day of June Daniel died, but I emailed him on the 23rd, and he would have appreciated the perverse, unintentionally ghoulish words generated by something deep inside the bowels of America Online: my email had an immediate response...:
> ----- The following addresses had permanent fatal errors ----->
Daniel might have said: "I've had a permanent fatal error, alright."
Daniel might have said: "I've had a permanent fatal error, alright."
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