I "met" Amelia here and she became my IRL friend. I have been a guest
in her home, and she had a standing invitation to be a guest in mine.
She hosted me a couple of times when I had business trips to NYC and
wanted to extend my stay a few days for tourism purposes. She was
terrific fun to dine and converse with.
I am an educated man -- some might say over-educated, really -- but I
am in awe of the breadth of her knowledge of American intellectual
life, particularly literature and art. She was a quick wit, and
appreciated quick wit in return. I still beam about a compliement she
gave me on a quip I made to her at the Met.
I was listening to that NPR puzzle show with Will Shortz with her one
Sunday morning, and the puzzle was to find a two-word term for
something you'd find in a hardware store; replace the first letter of
the first word with a letter, then the first two letters of the second
word with the same letter, to come up with two words that mean
opposite sorts of people. That's a complex, weird little puzzle, but
she didn't even hestitate before saying "paint thinner."
When I moved to the NYC area, she pointed me to a lot of cool stuff
that made my life way better: that pizza place in JC, that other one
in the Village, this or that exhibit at this or that gallery. My life
is substantially better for having known her and I regret that I
didn't get to see her just one more time, not for want of trying. But
her illness and the course of treatment sapped her of all energy
toward the end, though I was happy to see on FB that she got out of
the house to see a film or an art exhibit here and there. And I know
she was reading until the end.
She died sometime yesterday (the 13th) and I will miss her.
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_|70|___:)=}- J.D. Baldwin |quite prepared not only to retract it, but also
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bal...@panix.com|to deny under oath that I ever made it.-T. Lehrer
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