Kathy--hope you see this. Are you notified when I answer? Hmm. Anyway, my dad had Richard Harris on the reel to reel. I can close my eyes and hear that music pouring through the house. I just wish I could remember the words... I can remember the tune--springtime, December I think... la la la... I wonder if he still has all those old tapes. Leslie my sister and I just loved laying on the living room floor and listening to those old things. Smile.
Duane, I saw Joe Lansdale at the I suppose now defunct mystery con that was held in Dallas every August (worst time ever, so hot) and bought THE BOTTOMS. I think...if I remember right...that he was either the guest of honor, or toasted the guest of honor. Oh gosh getting old--Bill Crider was there I think. I see he is on here too. Anyway, I picked up that book and couldn't put it down, and have reread it twice since. I never reread. Not sure why it touched me so (the main character, his father probably even more, the black doctor) but now I think I want to read it again. Thanks for the comment!