Wally’s last words, back on Feb 16th: “But….those were dreams.”
“To die, to sleep—
To sleep—perchance to dream: ay, there’s the rub,
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause.” – Shakespeare, Hamlet
Rest in Peace, Wally Walichinsky. I hope part of you survives, but it won’t be the same.