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MARCH 1925
Pictures and P/ct\jrepuer
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,^Jy KUDOLPH VALtNlINO
Of course the Valentino's visited the ancient catacombs near Rome.
Campo Basso, Septembci
AFTER we .had talked a few moments, I asked where my brother was and learned that he was still at his office I couldn't wait until he should return, whereupon my sisterin-law informed me that she could see well enough where her small son's impetuosity of character came from. I followed the boy down the stairs, we
climbed into the car, my small nephew, of course, in the front seat with me. Auntie and my sister laughed and said that this direct method of meeting my brother was somewhat different from the involved procedure we had gone through to meet her. And I told her that she had always "led me a life," and had, in that respect, in no wise changed.
A lso, I had the deuce of a time try^^ ing to drive. If Natacha had been with me that time, she would have started back to Nice on foot, if need be. Certainly she would have appreciated former performances if only by comparison.
My small nephew tooted the horn at intervals, when no horn was called for. He tried to grab the wheel, the brakes
Another Roman snapshot of Rudy, his â– wife and three friends.
... an absolute, reincarnated Mercury. He couldn't stand still or sit still for one instant. I called him Mercury and he liked it Seemed to feel that it did fit him rather well. " Mcrcurio " is Italian for quicksilver.
We finally arrived at the City Hall, the office of my brother, who is Secretary-General of Campo Basso, which is the "capoluogo" or capital of the whole province. It is a very responsible position, a kind of lieutenant governorship.
From Rome Rudy and Natacha set
forth towards Campo Basso and Castel
laneta where our hero was born.
as it would be rated in America.
Last y Liue of his splendid
work, he was decorated with the Croat
Chevalier of tb< Crown, and thai
wry greal honour.
Wc embraced and I found him little
changed. I have found that men
change much less than
n with the years.
He thought that I
had changed.
but that was
only because I
was nothing
but a boy when
I had left
home and had
been away
during the
t r a n s i
tional years of
the greatest
change of all.
When I left f
had been quiie
short, and now
I am towering
above him.
After wc bad talked for a while, he took us over to the hotel, because h i s house was quite small and not large enough to accommodatc us all. We the hotel room until dinner time, talking . . . talking . . .
I shall go into that tomorrow. One of the last things I promised Natacha was that I wouldn't burn too much midnight oil over this diary. I shall keep the promise, though it is a temptation to go on.
Campo Basso, September Mill. I left myself talking to my brother . . . and we did talk. Most of our talkwas, as it is with men, I think, of what we had been doing since we had seen one another.
Of course, he wanted to know all about my work, more I think, from the business and administrative end of it than from the purely artistic. I told him of the growth of the " infant in
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