It has been so wonderful poking around Savannah, seeing Carolyn Siefferman, my former high school English teacher, meeting a couple of her literary friends, and reconnecting with Enoch Hendry, a minister from South Georgia who is now the pastor of Trinity UMC in Savannah. He and his family live in the educational building of the congregation in 4,200 sq feet of loft space. Now there's a parsonage concept for you. Enoch is going to put me in touch with my other former high school english teacher, Wayne Brantley. Turns out that Wayne is a friend of Enoch's brother, Judson, who also taught at Beach High. Wayne has retired to a family farm in Wrightsville, Ga., and, sadly, is in the early stages of Parkinson's disease.
O'Connor society meetings went very well. A small but appreciative group of folks, all who love O'Connor's work as much or more than I do. Luke, they really liked it when I quoted you as having said, "o'Connor is such a badass." I told them that was high praise coming from a 17 year old. They agreed.
I sold several of my books and the local bookstore ownder asked for 10 additional copies to sell. That's a good thing!
Rode out to Tybee Island and the beach late yesterday afternoon. It is still a bit funky but has been greatly improved since I was in high school. I miss regular visits to the salt water, but looking forward to being back in Memphis and with the family. Dad
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