When I was a young lad, maybe 10 or 11, my older brother said to me:
"I want you to forget that you ever heard of Edward Everett Horton. Never think of him again."
Thanks, bro. That command and that name have been rattling around in my head for over half a century.
I remember having a nose bleed in the Wigwam Motel in Holbrook Az in 1952...
I think it was the day after the 4th of July when I took the ferry. Fortunately I was going east because there were cars lined up for miles on the Bolivar Peninsula.
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