I danced around town today and every, gentle soul told us how they missed KiKi and how much they admired our ability to "carry on". Mr Astor had the weekend off and was able to conduct me like a battleship through rough seas. Leopoldo was, perhaps, the only thing that got me through this; every other moment or so, we would look at each other and ask, "What would KiKi say?.....Rufffff, Rufffff.." It always made everyone laugh, and that is what this town is about: Laughing at everythiing. God help us.