I was sorry to hear that a brave reporter died. I'll raise a toast today to Czernin
I knew something of Maria Altmann as I grew up. When I was a kid, a twinkling more than a half a century ago, my mom took me to the consignment shop Mrs. Altmann
ran. The clothes were rather expensive, the cast offs of a fashionable clientele, coming as they did from some entertainment people who did what they could to help support her in her new life here in the States. Mrs. Altmann was always very well dressed and had nice clothes, and she looked exceptionally good in red.