He was a genius, all right. I don't think he had a piece of work I didn't love.

His 'operas' and one-off pieces--Michigan J. Frog, Sam the Sheepdog--tickled me more, maybe, than some of the others.

Does anyone remember the one about little daydreaming boy? (The bit ended with him becoming, in his own mind, MacArthur--'I shall return!') I could really relate to that little guy!