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'You have wrestled with God and man and you have prevailed.'

NEW YORK -- Tennessee Williams would not have wanted a euology. He would have thought it too somber, a relative said.

So family members and friends from the theater instead paid final tribute Tuesday night to the late playwright with 'a coming together ... to practice fine words.

'Tom was a man who loved and was loved by actors who were as flawed and magical as himself,' said the Rev. Sidney Lanier, a distant cousin of Williams' who led an hourlong service at a Manhattan funeral parlor.

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Andrea Doria's rumored fortune still a mystery

NEW YORK -- The Andrea Doria, once the queen of the Italian Line, sank 27 years ago this Monday, taking what was rumored to be a fortune in its two safes to the bottom of the Atlantic.

Then on Sept. 2, 1981, one of those safes was raised from the murky depths 240 feet below the surface after a five-week search by divers.

But to this day, the steel and iron safe has not been opened and its contents remain unknown.

'We want the opening to be a grand finale to the film and plan to air it live on

Julian Lennon: Striking out on his own

NEW YORK -- Julian Lennon no longer expects a white feather to float across the room -- the sign of an afterlife he says his father, the late John Lennon, promised to send.

'I was looking,' the 21-year-old Lennon says quietly. 'But I think if you look too much you won't find it. So I've stopped looking.'

He made the pact with his ex-Beatle father about two years before John Lennon was shot and killed outside his Manhattan apartment in December 1980.

The eldest son of John Lennon chain-smokes

GENERATIONS; No Bake-Off Winner, but a Winning Recipe

MY mother spent the summer of 1971 testing every variation on Bohemians, pastrylike cookies that she made with walnuts or pecans or no nuts at all. My twin brother, Bill, and I were the lucky tasters. We decided which batches were the lightest, chewiest, best. It was as if we had formed a small, secret club that met from June to September whenever my father was at work. Ma was trying to win the grand prize ($25,000 at the time) in the Pillsbury Bake-Off. And we believed she would.

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