Of late, I spent my early Sunday mornings in bed to enjoy listening to two Jewish gentlemen sandwiching a Lutheran:
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First, Karl Haas's "Adventures in Good Music", in which I am still somewhat baffled to hear his fascinating voice and
comments even though he himself died last year. I also remember when we saw and heard him in person,
decades ago in York, PA. A small person appeared on the stage and everybody turned silent and surprised till
at the exact pregnant moment required he joked that he, too, had been wondering what we - the public - would look like.
One just does not associate that sonorous voice with anyone but a large person.
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