When Charles Foster Kane died, he said just one word -…Rosebud, just that one word, but who is she…What was it?… Now what does that mean?…A racehorse he bet on once…Yeah, that didn’t come in…All right, but what was the race? Citizen Kane
Curious sent this fine worst, the upper part of a stone San Simeon rising from a Rose garden. I’ve always thought that Gloucester Park must be ball deep in worst, but have never been inside the place. In any case, I was born a Pure Steel man. This is a horrible sculpture.