... in a southern france concentration camp in gürs, fred astaire started singing this song, made famous by frank sinatra's perfect versions ....
.... my father, a clandestine communist around lodz, in poland, who had met my mother in prison, had decided to go to spain to fight alongside the republicans, in 1936 .... all this i learnt after their death, around 1975 (they were not the speaking kind) thanks to jacqueline kremski, maybe my only mother's friend and confident ...
what is fiction, i wonder ...? ..... THIS is fiction, to me anyway, trying to imagine my very special birth in gürs, while fred astaire was singing this glorious drunkard song ....
.... oh yes, try to imagine fred astaire, dancing and singing one for my baby (and one more for the road) ... the song had been written for him to perform in the movie the sky's the limit (edward h. griffith, 1943) .... words by johnny mercer and music by harold arlen...
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