My dear Honoria, I have met the most extraordinary woman. Conchita Closson is as different from anyone in our family as a circus is from a library, and I can only imagine you'd find her both mystifying and, to be honest, a little horrifying. I first met her in the Madison Square ballrooms. Her head was thrown back, laughing as though nothing in the world had ever been so funny. So unselfconscious, so fearless. Honoria, she makes me feel like the sun has risen. Conchita is luminous. When she dances, the world watches. And when she looks at me, it's as though I've run down a mountain. I'm quite certain I will love Conchita my entire life. And if that life were to end tomorrow, well, I'd die delirious and uplifted. To have basked in her glorious and gentle light. To have held her hand. Do send my regards to the dogs. Love, Dick.












