somewhere in the ashcan of history there are photographs of me sitting on a couch near Mr Roth. My father says this happened at a going away party for him, which was attended by Roth. I was 6.

even if there aren't any photos, I appreciate the story. yet another of my father's friends, no longer on the planet. z'l

and yes to the sentences. I've definitely read more than most females my age, because the writing ...