How Painful On A Scale Is Gallstones

Tribute to Jack

[...] I went to the library. Browse through magazines, looking at the pictures. One day I went to the bookshelves and pulled out one. It was Winesburg, Ohio. I sat at a long mahogany table and began to read. Suddenly my world capsized. The sky fell the book nailed me. I had tears in his eyes. My heart was pounding. I read until my eyes were burning. I brought the book home. I read another Anderson. I read and read, and I was heartbroken and alone and in love with a book of many books [...]
(John Fante, Dreams from Bunker Hill)

illustration published in Intercultural Calendar 2011 , Sinnos