by Daniel J. Travanti | Dec 2, 1993 | Correspondence
My God, we are in a mental void! The news lady just said, “And in a chilling coincidence, the man was arrested exactly thirty years to the day of President Kennedy’s slaying; of a man apprehended by a Secret Service Agent outside Jackie Onassis’ home on Long Island...
by Daniel J. Travanti | Nov 5, 1992 | Correspondence
Dear Bernardo, Once again I am having to give up the idea of being an actor. I gave it up about nineteen years ago, too, and felt better for it. My daily relief comes from imagining that the New York apartment is sold, and that the bleeding of money has...
by Daniel J. Travanti | Nov 2, 1992 | Correspondence
On the eve of the election, I am hopeful of a new beginning. For the first time, we have a chance to put into the White House two men who know that our destruction of the planet is the biggest problem. That is reason enough to elect them. I...
by Daniel J. Travanti | Sep 21, 1990 | Correspondence
Dear Mrs. Thomas, My mother canned so much in the 40’s that the basement floor was carpeted by a mosaic of glass, a bass relief, would appear from the top of the stairs, of shadowy and glittering circles outlined in a terra cotta color of protruding rubber...
by Daniel J. Travanti | Sep 15, 1990 | Correspondence
Saturday, September 15, 1990 London 3:45pm...
by Daniel J. Travanti | Aug 31, 1989 | Correspondence
August-September, 1989 Daniel J. Travanti Good evening, My first reaction to your invitation was, “Who else was asked?” My next reaction was, “Why are they asking me?” I wonder if they’ve heard about Motor Mouth. Maybe they’ve heard about my seminars. Maybe they’ve...
