There’s a wonderful scene in “Men in Trees” where one of the characters discovers that Jerome, the local “barfly,” actually is an accomplished pianist with several awards and records to his name. He’s shown looking through a trunk filled with memories of a career that spanned decades, starting in early childhood. Now he sits, unshaven, in a local bar in Elmo, Alaska.
It reminded me of a story in the Honolulu paper several decades back. A street person had died and they finally located her family, who’d been searching for her for years. She’d been a famous… read the rest of the article
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