THERE'S A HOLE IN THE WORLD'S
HEART THE SHAPE AND SIZE
OF THE MAGNIFICENT TERRY JONES
Terry never knew how much I loved him, except perhaps in his knowledge that he was beloved the World over. When I was a young lad I recall watching Monty Python in America, on a little black and white TV, when PBS in its former wisdom shared it with a grateful nation.
The down side of getting old is watching your heroes go on before you. The alternative's not so great either. My best wishes to all who miss him.
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