Bright college years, with pleasure rife,
The shortest, gladdest years of life!

—alma mater

What seems like an interlude now
Could be the beginning of love….
—Morrissey/Siouxsie

Off to Sunny New Haven in a few hours. When I return, expect a review of Achilles in Vietnam (finally); reax to Popishness, if I have anything useful to say; and maybe the beginning of a new story. Working title, “Saint Blonde.” If you have lived in any of the Hollywood-area canyons at any time, and would be willing to vet the basic geographic legitimacy of the story, I’d greatly appreciate it–my email is along the side there.