Monday, July 24, 2006

Happy Birthday, Zelda

Zelda
My father grew up in Montgomery, and once when he was ill Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald read him a story. She was beautiful and crazy, and her life is a tragic romance...

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At 3:52 PM, July 24, 2006 Anonymous Anonymous had this to say...

I remember reading somewhere that when Zelda and Scott moved into a newly furnished apartment in New York, she went around sprinkling water on the velvet cushions and making gouges in the wood with a penknife. Her reason was that otherwise it looked like they were afraid of their furniture.

She sounds like somebody I would have liked to know.

 

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