little I’ve gained. I see good I’ve meant and how promises waned. The ghosts of the past flutter into my room and the host of them last as the stars and the moon. But all night must pass and the darkness must blend into day. So winter through fall These are things that the past sends my way. Gone is my youth like the leaves from the trees. All I have left are my memories. A few weeks later, my Division (89 th ) ended up in Germany. More fun than my song. At least I got a novel out of it. * * * * Next came college – The University of Missouri, (1946) – after several years of post-Army employment. I went to Missouri because 1. They had a well-regarded Journalism School and 2. It was the only college that would accept me with no language credit. The high school I attended – God knows why – Brooklyn Technical High School – didn’t require a language. I could have, I suppose, enrolled in a technical college, like M.I.T. or CalTech but I didn’t want to. I was immersed in creative aspiration by then and opted to 1. Write stories. 2. Write songs – too. I think I wrote more songs in that period (1946-1949) than I ever did before – or since for that matter. My initial venture was for a J. School Musical – IN KING ARTHUR – written and (I believe) directed by an upper classman named Don MacKay. (Sp. could be off.) I wrote several songs for that show. Its leading man was a student named Stanley Nierstedt. (Later, turning professional, he became Stanley Grover. I think Grover was his middle name.) For him, I wrote: MY HEART IS TAKEN Verse: I met her in a bookstore Fate meant that we should For she’s the one I’ve looked for And now I’m lost for good Chorus: My heart is taken. I’m free no longer. The cares of waiting will drift away I never thought that I would ever see The day I’d find the one Just meant for me. And I can see now That it’s forever. I’ll not be free now The spell is cast My dreams are over I’ve found my love My heart is taken Taken at last. * * * * Also, in Act One, a novelty song was performed by Mel Mandel – who has, since, gone on to great success as a playwright-songwriter. Come to think of it, maybe it wasn’t Mel at all. The words of the verse indicate a female vocalist. However… ABNORMAL YOU Verse: Somehow I’ve acquired a fondness For 6’2” of handsome blondness. And even though he’s nuts, I love him. If your lover is insane You’ll appreciate the pain Of every little thing I give to that nutty guy who does the things I go through Chorus: Though people who have an intelligence quo May like to hold hands when they go to a show You hold my feet though why I don’t know Abnormal you! Though plenty of people whose brains are in tune May like to go out for a walk ‘neath the moon You’d rather walk from dawn until noon Abnormal you! I would be so contented If you were not so demented I feel in disgrace loving a mental case Though most people marry and blithely ignore the meaningless troubles that life holds in store. You want an engagement of ten years or more! Abnormal you! Second Chorus: Those who have long engagements are usually few. ‘Cause when you’re in love you just can’t see it through! You want to marry when we’re seventy-two! Abnormal you! The usual pattern for nuptial rites is groom in tuxedo and bride all in whites. You want the people all dressed in tights! Abnormal you! (I would be so contented, etc.) I could go on for a year if not more about all the things That I have to endure. But, since I love you I’ll have to ignore Abnormal you! Yes ! Abnormal you ! Yes ! Abnormal you ! * * * * So I added the last line. I can’t believe that whoever sang it didn’t wind it up that way. I feel that there must also have been a heroine’s love song in Act One – and I may have written it. (The ms. date seems to verify this.) RIGHT FROM THE START Verse: I