Sixty three years ago today Gertrude Stein died at the age of 72. Alice would live alone for another twenty one years.
Several years ago I wrote a short piece called “Alice: A Reverie, July 27, 1946.” On this anniversary of Gertrude’s death, I include it here.
Alice: A Reverie, July 27, 1946
“Then the whole afternoon was troubled, confused and very uncertain, and later in the afternoon they took her away on a wheeled stretcher to the operating room and I never saw her again.” – the final sentence of Alice’s 1963 memoir, WHAT IS REMEMBERED