The Explanation
(for those who require one)

And, of course, that is what all of this is -- all of this: the one song, ever changing, ever reincarnated, that speaks somehow from and to and for that which is ineffable within us and without us, that is both prayer and deliverance, folly and wisdom, that inspires us to dance or smile or simply to go on, senselessly, incomprehensibly, beatifically, in the face of mortality and the truth that our lives are more ill-writ, ill-rhymed and fleeting than any song, except perhaps those songs -- that song, endlesly reincarnated -- born of that truth, be it the moon and June of that truth, or the wordless blue moan, or the rotgut or the elegant poetry of it. That nameless black-hulled ship of Ulysses, that long black train, that Terraplane, that mystery train, that Rocket '88', that Buick 6 -- same journey, same miracle, same end and endlessness."
-- Nick Tosches, Where Dead Voices Gather

When Legends Gather #51

Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis and Francis Albert Sinatra


Perry Middlemiss said...

Jacquie O looks a little flushed and, may I say, a little disheveled, and Francis Albert looks a tad spaced. Are we talking "post-tryst" here? Enquiring minds need to know.

Tom Sutpen said...

There were rumors at the time (this was in the mid-70s) that something was going on between the recently-widowed Mrs. Onassis and The Voice (who was between wives at the time), because this wasn't the only time he was seen escorting her to events around New York.

My guess is that this is as far as it went. After all, it was an open secret when she was First Lady that she loathed Sinatra and all that his friendship with her then-husband implied. She obviously changed her opinion on Sinatra (maybe she started listening to his music), but I'm not sure it extended that far.