Nora White Shattuck’ s family just gave her a big fete for her 90th.
Several weeks ago, she called to tell me she’d liked the Ballet Review interview. I waited until the festivities had ended to call her, and apologize for a little typo on my part. White told me that had “sweated” all through her New York-bound train trip, when she had to leave the Ballet Russe tour because of an ailing appendix. Somehow in my spell check or just because of a glitch I made, that came out “sweared” instead of “sweated.”
“That’s perfect,” she said today when I apologized. “I think I was probably swearing. I was underneath the benches. . . “