The first thing Mom heard this morning was that Luciano Pawvarotti had died. She loved his voice and we got to listen to him many many times while she was busy working. So we are sad that amazing voice has been silenced.
But we have our CDs and DVDs -- and YouTube has some wonderful clips of his older performances.
Years ago -- before we were born -- Pawvarotti played Cavaradossi in Tosca at the opera in Miami. After the performance, Mom stood in line to get his autograph and he spoke to her. He asked, "How are you?" And, not knowing what to say at such a moment, Mom could only blurt out, "Happy, now that I've heard you sing!" Then she scolded herself all the way home for not thinking of something more memorable!
He was still wearing his make-up from the opera, but had on a blue and white long-sleeved shirt with a white collar which looked so out of place with the role he had just played and the dramatic make-up.
But it was a cherished moment.
Years later -- just to show Mom's eclectic tastes -- that moment was rivaled when she and Dogdad stood in line at Busch Stadium in St. Louis to have Yogi Berra -- a St. Louis boy, even though a Yankee!! -- sign his book, When You Come to a Fork in the Road, Take It!! That was more of a fun moment, and she did joke with Yogi that the only other time she had stood in line for an autograph was for another Italian star -- Luciano Pavarotti.
Just Harry -- who is more of a tenor that I am -- has a bad case of Lauren's Gitis from his barking over the weekend, or he would woof the melody from one of Mom's favorite arias to make her feel better. My woofs are kind of gruff, so I'll just have to resort to sitting on her feet while she works.