We lost my father-in-law last night, quite suddenly. He was a lovely man who could not abide violent movies but had no problem with a little skin. Only this summer I learned that he'd been a film critic for the Harvard Crimson when he was an undergraduate in the 1950s. I can't believe he's gone.
Keep the 'Fesser and his mother and brother in your thoughts, won't you? And call your loved ones today and actually tell them that you love them. Tell them why you're doing it, too, if you want.
