hence reaching his eighty-seventh page!" Cue Samuel Barber's Adagio for Strings , his mournful, heartrending elegy now, unfortunately,  so stale from over-exposure in movies, particularly Platoon , that it could fairly be re-titled, Sad Schmaltz for Bad Violins. Anobium pertinax aka Bookworm, RIP in open casket. Having thrown a rose on