Vito Paulekas

The Final Bow

The life of my greatest fan was the ideal scenario available to exiting members of the human race. 78 strong years of unstoppable vitality and verve! The will to LIVE! The talent to create happiness and nurture harmony! A liberator of creative spirits to fly...

This life wants to go on dancing- what further proof is needed to verify the preciousness of the GIFT of LIFE

One catch- the gift must always be returned. Life's organic chemistry equation is an Indian Giver. New life springs from recycled materials.

To have a fun life, and just quietly fade away (quickly, for grace and ease) is the epitome of fantasy scripts. My greatest fan's exit contains little conflict- mostly monologues of self-reflection, fullfillment, and poignant first-hand observations of his physical demise.

Solo in the spotlight, he is complacent, lucid, and serene to the final bow.

What about that last movement! THAT gesture to really take the cake, and draw the curtains on the STAR, my greatest fan?

Mission of Mercy? 

Act III, the FINALE.

With Love, please exit the theater laughing,
and have a grooooovy Life.