1943, fred astaire

the year i was born (gürs, 1943), fred astaire was singing one for my baby (and one more for the road), a lovely harold arlen tune, the words of which were written especially for him by his good friend, johnny mercer ... i like to imagine this sunny southern france concentration camp where my mother, my father and me, were spending our holiday, set to this splendid drunken harold arlen melody ...