A Fledgling Of L'amour

March, 1963

A Fledgling of L'AmourWell, A Hell of a lot of water has flowed down the Danube since I was a boy, and I often sit and speculate about what could possibly have happened to all of the people whom I had known during those long lost years in the Vienna of my childhood.I dare say the sudden transference from that life to the New York of my adolescence was perhaps the most shattering single event of my whole existence. The immigrant's traumas are like the aftereffects of a second birth, only nobody s...