|Level||Fontaine's Department Store|
|Date||December the 23rd, 1958|
Transcript: Of my first play, the Herald said: "A dead whale has washed up at the Shubert Theater, and stinks a little more with each passing night." The Tribune called my first opera as "having the effect of canceling out all of Mozart's classics in a single caterwaul." And now, critics take me to task for my humanitarian work. If I were not there to find a home for these orphans, would these bellyachers take my place? An artist once said, "All critics should be assassinated." I just might take him up on that.