"II Maestro è morto!" shouted the newsboys in Milan. Everyone understood. To Milan, and to much of the world, there was only one MaestroArturo Toscanini. At La Scala, long Toscanini's artistic home, scene of some of his greatest triumphs, a rehearsal for a new opera (by French Composer Francis Poulenc) was hastily called off.. As the musicians went home quietly, one violinist said: "He has gone on golden wings." In Milan's Casa di Riposo, which was founded by Verdi and to which Toscanini contributed, aged singers and musicians started a fast. And at...
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