“No one set out to be an alcoholic,” Gil told writer Patrick Sisson.
“When Gil cursed, he cursed in certain ways that I could respect it,” Herc says.
Back home and off the road, Gil looked forward to recording again.
Gil turned and saw Muhammad Ali stride out of the stage entrance, smiling and scowling at the same time.
Gil took weeks to build a monologue, skillfully turning the words on their head.
Matter 175 of tragedy indeed abounds in “Gil Blas,” but it is all treated lightly, in the manner of comedy.
And yet that I, Gil de Berault, should tremble before any man!
Try and grow contented with your lot, Gil—with the great future that is before you; for it is greater than you can grasp, boy.
“I hope you are not hurt, father,” said Gil to Father Brisdone.
Those two words sent a thrill of hope through the heart of the girl as she asked herself could it be Captain Gil.
