One day, maybe a month ago, I noticed that my new socks came with letters. Letters from the alphabet. Well, only two letters, actually. One of them I at first believed to be a symbol for the corner of something — the kind of thing [more…]
Florence (center) died September 12 in Manhattan, at 91 In spring 1971, when I was in Berkeley, I was interviewing for college teaching jobs. Back at the Modern Language Association meeting between Christmas and New Year’s, I’d managed to [more…]
