Like asparagus in your pee, the misty caw of memory, plays tricks on you and me. When quizzed, I hadn't a clue which film a tune belonged to, until Julia played the theme on our piano, and I almost knew. My wife wanted the ghost town in Arizona, where an artist filled a schoolhouse, with riffs on the Mona Lisa. Quick as an echo from a canyon, answer came there some, "Jerome." David Ritchie Portland, Oregon ------------------------------------------------------------------ To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html