I believe movies matter. And so I loved Robert Osborne. Like Roger Ebert, he brought a passion and respect to the art form that has always captivated me.
Robert Osborne was dignified and elegant, as befitting an aficionado of Old Hollywood. I've missed him since he cut back on his TCM hosting duties due to
illness. I've thought of him often and always hoped he'd be back. (In my fantasies, he would
host one last Summer Under the Stars day this August for one
of his favorites, Gene Tierney.)
But now he's gone. Rest in peace, dear man.
These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
I was so sorry to hear he passed.
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