It's a good thing, verisimilitude
hasn't much to do with memories.
My great friend was born this day,
and all I can think of was a mag-
netism, the usual cluster of sec-
rets of our era, and a resilient,
hearty laugh. He was positively
infamous for favoring Toscanini,
and he would have been amused to
see Harvey Sachs' second biography
in publication. He didn't do any-
thing right or finish anything he
started, but he was an ornament
of our Class and intensely respect-
ed. Some guys are just absolutely
real and yet not ever known by the
people they keep closest. One re-
quired no prompting, never to mind.
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