For John Morris – with very real gratitude.
Arthur Marshall said that he always read a few pages of Wodehouse before going to sleep – so that if he died in the night, it would be with a smile on his face.
* 22 February 2014, London *
The brain begins in the eye –
Look at me, Jordan.
Recognize me, keep me in the form of a memorable thought.
To your timeless eyes and the beautiful heart of yours –
to the beauty you never stop noticing.
To the mortal misery
that will never reach or affect us –
Be inspired and brave –
Think of me –
Love me –
Christopher Webb 1983.
I met John Russell Taylor in Hollywood in around 1975. I was introduced to him by John Kobal, who owned the Kobal Collection of film stills. After he’d gone, Kobal referred to him as a faggot. But John Kobal died in 1991, of AIDS.
Just before Kobal’s cremation the organist played “Smoke gets in your Eyes”
When John Kobal died of Aids last year I went to his funeral. A high Catholic requiem Mass. Very solemn. However the organist having played serious religious music for an hour or so felt it would be nice to play something showbiz for John. So, as the coffin was taken out, on its way to the crematorium, the organist played “Smoke gets in your eyes.”