Sep 23, 2008 17:09
I almost didn't take time to go to the reading last night...what with contemplating going to the Dodge Poetry Festival this weekend and preparing for marathon conferences this week, etc. But I decided I should, and am glad I did! As Christina said, he was the first "real" West Virginian we've met since our transplant. When asked why he failed at being a flower child when he moved to California, he said he grew up on road kill, and liked his possum sandwiches too much. I must have had a funny look on my face, 'cause Christina whispered to me, "I don't think he's kidding." Oh! Oh!
So...as of now, I guess I'm going this weekend. It's a 7 hour drive to Christina's home town, but if we split the driving...and if I think of getting to hear Robert Hass read...yeah. I think it'll be worth it.
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