In the fall of 1972, I met a writer at the White Horse Tavern—the bar where Dylan Thomas drank himself to death. The writer was a little famous and had been friends with Paul Goodman, who had recently died—this is the Goodman who wrote Growing Up Absurd. I was teaching English at Hunter College with a man who had dated Goodman’s daughter. He invited me …
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