At some point in his season ticket-holding career, Grandad started snipping cast lists from his programs and pasting them into his Met libretti, no doubt so his archaeology-minded grand-offspring could find them and be envious. So here's what he was up to in late December, 1945:
That's very cool. I admire parents and grandparents who are so organized. If I had anything I thought my descendants would have the remotest interest in, I would stop tossing things out in a.....
ReplyDeleteoh COOL, Fritz Busch!!
Sorry.. Thanks for sharing this. I hope there are more to come! :)
Hi Rob, thanks for stopping in! There should indeed be more, we'll see what the excavation reveals :-)
DeleteI picked up that '53 Lohengrin, btw, thanks for posting the link.
I guess there wasn't a lot of work for singers in Germany in December '45
ReplyDeleteI suspect opportunities were thin on the ground in a way that rubble wasn't.
DeleteMy Grandfather was a forester in 1945 and left me a chair.
ReplyDeleteIn the UK? I bet that was an interesting gig.
DeleteYes, in Northumberland. He chose to go there to die when Life became too much and wasn't found for 3 years.
ReplyDeleteAh, sorry. What you're saying is he knew the woods.
DeleteI've hiked the Borders. Lots of places someone with local knowledge could find not to be found.
DeleteHarwood Forest near Rothbury
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