Everyone Has Their Own "Rosebud." Or Should!

UPON MEETING ORSON WELLES FOR THE THIRD TIME >>> my first time was in his classic “Citizen Kane”…second, was when he was asked to narrate a documentary I had written…third, was at a wake where the widow of a dear boyhood friend explained how Jimmy had his very own “Rosebud” moment when he longingly recalled the safety and joy of his boyhood in our old westside Chicago neighborhood of sturdy oaks & elms, even sturdier families & neighbors, along with churches & lemonade stands…she said at the end he whispered: “Last time I remember falling asleep every night knowing my world would still be the same in the morning”…Emily squeezed my hand, “I finally understood him whole.”…I squeezed back, for Jimmy and I had shared the same “Rosebud” for years

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