Well, mine were. My lovely parents got me front-row seats to go see the show. At a whopping $1000 ticket - way back when!
Met her decades later for a Post magazine cover story. My heart was stilled.
She would have turned 57 today, if the stars hadn't so misaligned. Drowned in a Dubai bathtub at age 54... It still defies belief and logic.
I suppose its some consolation that "Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale / Her infinite variety..." etc etc etc.
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