Book review: As Fast As Words Could Fly, by Pamela M. Tuck

Spires and square donuts

Nonagenarians in New Haven

Bust of Mark Twain

(I didn't mention my list of typewriter repair shops.)

PS: Mr. Whitlock passed away on August 28, 2013 after an illness of about two months. 

Randall Beach of the New Haven Register reports that Whitlock wrote his own epitaph:

How many minutes? How many hours?

How many days or years?

How many miles? How many smiles?

How many laughs and tears?

Shall I leave here on earth and say ‘farewell’

and leave for a life unknown?

Heaven and hell don’t suit me well.

I’ll create a life of my own

Where the friends I have known, and have long since flown

Await me with open arms.

And the friends left behind will one day find

That no one is ever alone.