George Furth Tribute

George Furth was my neighbor on West 4th Street many years ago. As a young 'soap' writer I was thrilled to share the block with such exalted company (Christopher Durang was his tenant). Somehow I got to know him and he was incredibly kind to me. We used to take lovely evening walks to St. Luke's church. When he moved to L.A. my (then) boyfriend (now husband) and I visited him in his temporary digs in Malibu, spent two great days with him and his beloved bassett, Rosebud.

But my single most fun memory was back on West 4th Street. Although George mocked me for being 'star struck' he also encouraged it as much as he could. One night I was awakened around 3 a.m. by a voice shouting from the street below. It was George yelling, Nancy, look out the window. There's someone I want you to meet! I finally did, to George's great pleasure and he introduced me to a grinning Eddie Fisher.

What fun.

I'm so glad I had the little time I did with him - it was a great honor and privilege.