Tuesday, January 19, 2010


When I think of opera, one of my first memories is of my mother teasing my father by trying to sing arias, comically and with surprising ability, along with the opera he enjoyed listening to on the weekends. I also think of Margaret Dumont, who always seemed to have the build and deportment of an opera performer, and the Marx Brothers' Night at the Opera.

On Saturdays my father liked listening to the Texaco company's presentation of the Metropolitan Opera from New York...

to be continued

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