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cottage nestling in a quaint hamlet in old-world England. To the right of the front door. a
stated: THIS HOUSE WAS BUILT IN 1922 BY JAMES GALANO AND THE GREAT
On the side of the cottage, a small brook bubbled gently down a sloping hill and poured
outcropping of rock, forming a natural waterfall that dropped 8 to 10 feet into a shallow
pool in the side
yard near the kitchen. On a flat rock by the pool, a towel was drying beside a box of Mr.
The sound of the trumpet was growing more intense as it traversed the rigors of Ravel's
composition. A 1951 Red Crosley Hotshot sports car in mint condition sat in the dirt
driveway. In the
backyard, a tightrope was stretched across the length of the yard 8 feet off the ground. A
pole rested on the grass under the tightrope.
Inside the kitchen, the trumpet was driving relentlessly to the end of the piece. A big old
Labrador named Boscoe was sitting with his head cocked to one side staring intensely at
Suddenly, the Lab threw his head back and howled as Roscoe, a Calico cat lounging
languidly on the
cool, linoleum floor, sat staring at the same object ... which was ...
... Sandrine Galano Fuller, 80, retired circus performer, last surviving member of the
Flying Galanos. Sandrine was wearing a sweatsuit and red bandanna, standing on her
propped against the wall, playing the trumpet. She arrived at the climax of the piece and
held the last
note ... forever ...
Later that afternoon, traffic was light on highway 60. Sandrine's Hotshot convertible
along, whipping past other cars. On the rear of her car, wedged between the bumper,
were two card
tables. A rope was firmly tied around the tables attaching them to the spare tire mounting
on the back
of the vehicle. Still wearing her sweatsuit and bandana, Mrs. Fuller was sitting behind the
ramrod straight. Beside her on the seat was a small cassette player along with some
flyers. The voice
on the cassette was speaking French: "Il recommence a pleuvoir ..."
"Il recommence a pleuvoir ..." Sandrine repeated.
The voice on the tape spoke another line: "Quel est le plat-du-jour?"
Sandrine repeated, "Quel est le plat-du-jour?"