We live not isolated in our moment, but walk amongst the living spectres of worlds that came before us. We listen to our parents' stories of their grandparents, and our grandparents of their grandparents, a sedimentary necklace reaching back generations. Truman Capote (1924-1984), caught the last wisp of Colette's (1873-1954) demimonde; as a young man in Paris he met the great writer and decaying aristocrats who had informed Proust (1871-1922.) In 1935, Walter Cronkite (1916-2009) interviewed Gertrude Stein (1874-1976), mother of modernism and friend of Picasso (1881-1973.) (Cronkite/Stein interview via Bookslut)
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