By R PECK (rpeck999@yahoo.com) Date: 18 June 1998
I remember-- How, with drunken synchronicity, I opened your collection of Whitman, and how he spoke (directly to me) of you. He reminded me how "the scent of these armpits" is an "aroma finer than prayer." O savory moment! I remember-- The voice of a man, gone a hundred years, now come, to refresh a thing once past-- A memory-- of You.