And not just an obit, but a sidebar under the hed "Caruso Kept Hoping He Would Return."
I'm not sure many people would say Summer was Caruso, but okay.
I might have been Caruso to judge from the racket they made.
Cleigh, senior, stood before the phonograph listening to Caruso.
His regularity finally attracted the attention of the manager, and he made inquiry of Caruso.
There will not be another Caruso for two or three hundred years; perhaps not then.
So now, when I have told you what it did to me, you will know that voice was like no voice I ever heard, except Caruso's.
Caruso speaks to us of the little things we know, but he speaks with a lyric ecstasy.
As for his voice, it can at times be more musical than Melba's or Caruso's.
"Dam' shame," said Caruso, the barber, who always championed underdogs.