Completely wrapping up the Mothermania, we did not know (or care) that F. Scott Fitzgerald left this mortal coil the same day F. Zappa arrived hereon. And we doubt that it means squat.
Wait, maybe the great fucking circle of life does apply here, FZ having been born in Bawlmer:
The remains were shipped to Baltimore, Maryland, where his funeral was attended by twenty or thirty people in Bethesda; among the attendants were his only child, Frances "Scottie" Fitzgerald Lanahan Smith, and his editor, Maxwell Perkins.
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