Thanks for the memories, Paul Newman

I loved Paul Newman. Yes, he was old enough to be my grandpa, but I loved him. He loved his family. He loved his craft. He loved his privacy. He had that midwestern streak of helping others. I took a dramatic literature class in high school and it helped me learn to really appreciate the art of drama. Paul Newman was a master artist.

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Yes, old blue eyes.
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