I Did Not Know Him,

She'd Crack A Joke Sharp As A Tin Lid Hot From The Teeth Of The Can-opener, And Cackle Her Crack-corn Laugh.

The Older I Get, The More I Feel.

Their Spirits And Their Visions Are Embodied In Their Craft. And So Is Mine. It's Not Jane Saw Puff. But The Clarity Of Jane Saw Puff Is Precious To Me.

The Decision For Me Was Whether To Have 'the Father' Be A Book That Told A Story - From The Point Of View Of This Speaker, The Daughter - Without, As In The Earlier Books, Then Having A Section On Something Else And A Section On Something Else.

I Didn't Have Time To Sit Down And Look At The Work Of A Year And Choose What To Type.