Sometimes I feel like I have a little pre-cognition. I was just mentioning William Wharton to Drea yesterday, I believe. I talked about his anti-war movie "Once Upon a Midnight Clear" and "Birdy", one of my all-time favorite movies. He also wrote "Dad" and another of my favorites: "Pride". Wharton wrote about Philadelphia in Pride, a Philadelphia of 1936, the same year as my sister's birth. And the book completely captured the feeling of growing up in that Philadelphia. I also didn't know that he was an accomplished artist. Goodbye, one of my favorite authors. I will always appreciate your writing.
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