Ford used to come to work in a big car with two Admirals flags, on each side of the car. His assistant would be there with his accordion, playing, Hail to the Chief. – Richard Widmark
I can still smell the green of the grass crushed beneath me. Feel the damp of the dew on my elbows. Hear the birdsong. – Kristina Turner, The Self-Healing Cookbook, 2002, originally published 1987