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| Left: Michael Gregor Gilman Right: Bessie Grace Gahan Pennebaker Myers and her grandson Marlon Brando |
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| Brother and sister on the set of The Wild One. |
"My grandmother had a brother who was
A drunk, an embezzeler, a theif, a bigamist and a liar
And sooo handsome and sooo charming
That he shouldn't have been allowed
To walk down the street... any street
Shouldn't have been allowed to even tip his hat
Or say hello to any passerbyer because as he said it
Those poor innocents were automatically doomed
Doomed to everlastingly adore him
No one was safe
Man... Woman... Child... Dog or Cat... Doomed
I knew him when I was twelve
And he died and I am marked forever
And, like my grandmother, I, too, had a brother"
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"They are scattering you tonight or tomorrow
And I am with you every breath of the way
I hope there is a brisk wind that will take you far and wide
Everyone in the world wanted a piece of you
Now you can accommodate them all
Land lightly on their greedy brows
Or blur their eyes with your gritty essence
Or if we could conjure up a gale
You could choke them all to death
How's that for a dirge, old man"
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'The terrible thing is that you can tell yourself anything
And you believe it
We are at the same time both con artists and our own mark
All wrapped up to go
One can sell oneself any old bag of goods
"My mother would never lie to me"
"My mate has always been faithful"
"This dessert has very few calories"
"It doesn't count it's only a little white lie"
All day... all night
We fend off looming disaster
With a soothing litany to make us feel safe
"the sky isn't falling" ...not much
If we could only admit that no one is safe
No one is faithful
No one tells the truth truly
We are the disaster, that's all
And if we can know that
Then we won't have to fend it off
We can deal with the knowing of it
That's the secret
I had a friend who used to say to her wayward son
No Danny... K.N.O.W.'
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Jocelyn, you my dear aunt, are truly missed.
