Don Barone: Ladies of the Lakes
"Your hands build me up when I'm sinking ... "
Dateline: Fingers in the Cake
I was sitting on the floor of his house, going through some scripts that he wrote. He would type, and then hand me the paper to read.
Most times I didn't say much. Sometimes I would change things; a word here or there, put a sentence in, take a sentence out.
And hand it back.
He would look at it, nod OK, and blend it into his copy. Then ...
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