Happy Father’s Day

IMG_20140615_153010“Here I went to mass with Samantha, happy as a man could be, ate Christ and held him to his word, if you eat me you’ll have life in you, so I had life in me. After mass we’d walk home to Paradise through the violet evening, the evening star hard by the red light of the TV tower like a ruby and a diamond in the plush velvet sky, and I’d skip with happiness, cut the fool like David while Samantha told elephant jokes, go home, light the briquets, drink six toddies, sing Tantum Ergo, and “Deh vieni alla finestra” from Don Giovanni and, while Samantha watched Gentle Ben, invite Doris out under the Mobile pinks, Doris as lusty and merry a wife then as a man could have, a fine ex-Episcopal ex-Apple Queen from the Shenandoah Valley. Oh Shenandoah, I long to see you.”

— Walker Percy, Love in the Ruins




  1. Angelico Nguyen, Esq., OP says

    Any time of day is a good time for pie.

  2. Jonathan Potter says

    Makes up a little for how we blew off Walker’s birthday a few weeks back. Did anyone catch the Writer’s Almanac’s crappily researched note?

    • Matthew Lickona says

      I missed it. But then, I’ve stopped listening until they let you replace ol’ GK. You want proper research? You get a librarian.

    • Angelico Nguyen, Esq., OP says

      Here, for your morbid delectation, is the offending piece:

      It’s the birthday of novelist Walker Percy (books by this author), born in Birmingham, Alabama. (1916). He was working as a psychiatrist when he caught tuberculosis, and he spent two years recovering from the disease. In bed, he started reading existentialist philosophers and decided to become a writer. He later said: “[Tuberculosis was] the best disease I ever had. If I hadn’t had it, I might be a second-rate shrink practicing in Birmingham, at best.” He’s best known for his first novel, The Moviegoer (1961), about a stockbroker who tries to get over a nervous breakdown by spending all his time at the movies.

      (The devising of a drinking game that relates the consumption of units of ardent spirits to occurrences of factual inaccuracies in the above-quoted text is left as an exercise for the reader.)

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