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Maybe rest him next year and replace him with Cliff Michelmore.

 

They both share a birhday December 11th. 1918 for Solzhenitsyn,1919 for Michelmore.

 

This piece of info is of course entirely irrelevant, but it pleases me strangely.

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This piece of info is of course entirely irrelevant, but it pleases me strangely.

Irrelevant news comes and goes'' It's everywhere and

for all those scientists out there sadly for them, there

isn't any logical explanation. :(

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Maybe rest him next year and replace him with Cliff Michelmore.

 

They both share a birhday December 11th. 1918 for Solzhenitsyn,1919 for Michelmore.

 

This piece of info is of course entirely irrelevant, but it pleases me strangely.

The same day as my birthday, several decades later. Spooky!

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Did I ever tell you all the story about the young lady I went to school with who also shared this birthday? Would you like me to tell it now?

 

Okay.......

It was a few years ago back when the fog was lifting from the swamps and the former governoe of New Jersey had a daughter who was either dead or near dead because of a drug overdose and I walked into the classroom one day and there sitting in the first seat on the far side of the room sat a young lady who was new in class. Later I found out her birthday was in December.

 

 

More later.......

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More later.......

NNooooooooooooooo please!

Eventually she moved to Florida.

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More later.......

NNooooooooooooooo please!

Eventually she moved to Florida.

This is getting good now...tell us more!

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More later.......

NNooooooooooooooo please!

Eventually she moved to Florida.

This is getting good now...tell us more!

Before she moved to Florida we dined one day at a place off the beaten highway. I am sad to inform you that I do not know what either of us ate that day but a few months later over Memorial Day Weekend I visited at her home and she made some jello.........red I believe it was.

 

 

Soon thereafter I got a new telephone. I would read the papers daily but never saw mention of it.

 

 

Whatever happened to Monique?

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Soon thereafter I got a new telephone. I would read the papers daily but never saw mention of it.

 

 

Whatever happened to Monique?

Bruno, that is so sad. The sense of loss brought a tear to my eye. Believe me when I say I feel your pain.

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Happy Birthday Al...

 

In tribute I shall re-read One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich.......or maybe for the sake of this forum Cancer Ward

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Happy Birthday Al...

 

In tribute I shall re-read One Day In The Life Of Ivan Denisovich.......or maybe for the sake of this forum Cancer Ward

I celebrated by trying to read more of The Gulag Archipelago, which I started over the summer.

 

Got through only another 20 pages. :rolleyes:

 

December 11 is quite the day for nonagenarians: Elliot Carter (b. 1908), Val Guest (b. 1911), Naguib Mahfouz (b. 1911), Carlo Ponti (b. 1910)...

 

And also Walter Knott (b. 1889, d. 1981).

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I celebrated by trying to read more of The Gulag Archipelago, which I started over the summer.

Now there's a book with Zecks appeal.

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I had a dreamabout the number 32 last night.

No idea why.

 

Hopefully i havejust predicted the1st success of theyear :(

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I had a dreamabout the number 32 last night.

No idea why.

 

Hopefully i havejust predicted the1st success of theyear <_<

Near to two months later I can tell you that didnt haoppen. In choices of fact it wasn;t even the second hit......

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Does he still live in Russia or has he emigrated? After Communism fell, I'd leave. I'd go to Australia. I'd visit Frank Scarralotta. I would explain to him that he was worth 8 points to me and request he act accordingly.

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Does he still live in Russia or has he emigrated? After Communism fell, I'd leave. I'd go to Australia. I'd visit Frank Scarralotta. I would explain to him that he was worth 8 points to me and request he act accordingly.

 

 

In the actual actuality of actualness he actually returned to the Sovier Union also known as that Russian place after the collapse of the former Soviet Union. He had been living in Vermont before then 1978 to about 1994) but now lives in Moscow where he continues to blast away at Western materialism. His sons however have all become United States Citizens and his son Ignat is said to be a great piano player and conductor.

 

 

Among lesser known facts:

 

He loves playing Parcheesi, walks in the cold midnight air of winter, eating with the wrong utensils, riding the subways of Moscow unescorted and occasionally in just his pajamas, kissing the wives of his enemies, reading the newspaper twice daily, drinking American made VoDkA, singing in a rich baritone, ice fishing, ice skating, ice sculpturing, Ice-t and Ice-cube (but not vanilla ice.....the man has standards and class), Julie Andrews films, Judy Garland tunes, puppet shows, building snowmen that resemble famous Russians of the past, he drinks bottled water, Dr.Pepper soda, coffee......black, no sugar, kvass and of course the VoDkA, logic problems, needlepoint, climbing ladders, swimming naked in frigid waters on Thursday mornings in January and February (he is a member of a club now numbering well over 82 members of all genders including only men, and aging from 28 to 94), he still has sex daily....... often by himself, he sees a doctor only when encouraged to, refuses to eat chicken or deer liver but is horribly fond of beef liver when cooked in bacon and onions, he was once forced to eat a carrot, doesn't like to shave, .........

the list is near to endless....

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Solzhenitsyn gave an interview to Moscow News on May 2, 2006. Unfortunately all about politics, nothing on his health, or lack thereof.

 

regards,

Hein

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Solzhenitsyn gave an interview to Moscow News on May 2, 2006. Unfortunately all about politics, nothing on his health, or lack thereof.

 

regards,

Hein

 

He appears to be getting along. :ph34r:

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May he live forever

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Also I have been wondereing a bit lately if anyone would be of knowing whether Solzy used a hand carved wooden spoon for eating porridge while he was in the Gulag? and what type of wood was used?

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Seeing as how a person (Stanley Kunitz......seee the appropriate thread topiccing on him) of descent from an area nearby where Solzy is has just passed over, I hope this does not mean that the time has come to lose our literary men from the Eastern European realm.

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Bruno man; as a great admirer of your work in recent times I think the above two posts are straw clutching of the highest order. Who gives a sh*t about the spoon? And as for the pattern of death linked to place of birth....well, it might have some currency in AIDS central Africa but those of Russian extraction exhibit the same traits - more or less - as the rest of us in the 'Western' world.

 

Our man Alexander is another of these long-living writer types although not looking like living ages longer. Then again, professional writing does seem to exhert a positive charm on the life expectancy of some. I mean, William Burroughs spent most of his adult life as a recovering drug addict dragging a ton of personal baggage including the 'accidental' fatal shooting of his other half. Still pegged out well into old age.

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Who gives a sh*t about the spoon?

 

Well I do for one MPFC. I had been giving this some thought and wondered if there was a clue in One Day in the life of Ivan Danisovich but I don't have a copy and it's a long time since I read it. I'm sure that Solzhenitsyn must have used a spoon that he would have carved himself, fashioned no doubt with his own hand. And the wood? I would venture either Pinus sylvestris or Picea abies, possibly Larix sibirica but almost certainly not Sorbus aucuparia or any type of Betula, thus pre-dating Ray Meers by at least a couple of decades. It was the only way to beat the system.

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Aye, apologies Godot, as my strap-line says; I need to get a life. Not exactly well read where Russian dissendent cult heroes are concerned. The problem being that Cumbrians when faced with books about people living in cold climates, criminally neglected by those in power and struggling for material comforts tend to shrug their shoulders and say: 'And yer point is......'

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