I Remember The Building Shaped Like A Ship
I am extremely sorry to learn of the death of Arkadii Trofimovich Dragomoshchenko two days ago. My sympathy and condolences to his family. Decades ago I stayed with them for a few days in Leningrad: his intelligence and talent, and their generous hospitality when they had little enough to share, have always been a clear and sweet memory. I go to raise a glass and smash it.
