Goodenough Gismo

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    This is the classic children's book, Goodenough Gismo, by Richmond I. Kelsey, published in 1948. Nearly unavailable in libraries and the collector's market, it is posted here with love as an "orphan work" so that it may be seen and appreciated -- and perhaps even republished, as it deserves to be. After you read this book, it won't surprise you to learn that Richmond Irwin Kelsey (1905-1987) was an accomplished artist, or that as Dick Kelsey, he was one of the great Disney art directors, breaking your heart with "Pinocchio," "Dumbo," and "Bambi."



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Mom

YES!! Dancing matters. Dancing tells you about the real insides of people. I pity those who sit still as stones even in a symphony concert--and don't feel the music, the rhythm, in their very blood vessesls! If I hadn't had polio, which pretty much ended REAL dancing for me, I might have become an adulteress, falling for any good dancer. (So count your blessings, children). In fact I have continued to dance in my head, and I believe that dancing is very revealing about peoples attitudes, ability to relate, flexibility, sensitivity, not to mention animal instincts of the good kind.

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Danny

Shoot, if I'd known, I would have plugged in my iPod and cut a rug with you at Gabe's Bar Mitzvah! Oh, but it was Shabbat, I guess the synagogue wouldn't have been too happy about the music...

(Fabulous comment from your mom, by the way, especially the line about how she has continued to dance in her head. Wow.)

Ron

Am I, infused with the terpsichorean aplomb of a small fireplug, brought to a state of awareness that Sufi Mystics would envy -- if they could envy! --, by a mere shake of my RKO-fueled Cosmic 8-Ball? Fred and Ginger look through the screen from their financial crisis to ours, smile and say, "All Signs Point to Yes."

Donna B.

My husband's only fault is that he cannot dance and will not even try to learn how. Isn't it funny that we met at a dance?

I love to waltz, but so few men (my age, at least) know how. And (don't make fun of me) polka!

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