Review: Eccentric. Lives with the animals and his precious books. When the county officials said his shack needed to be fixed up, he offered an expert on books to sell his precious books to him. The expert said they were only worth a few pounds. Shocked. Highly couldn’t believe his valuable books were worth almost nothing.
He sat by willow trees at a creek and drowned his books that meant so much to him. And he’s gone. Probably living somewhere with a rabbit in a rabbit hole.
“A man can’t withstand a lifetime of dreams being swept away like that.”
The New Yorker (April 5, 2010), pp. 65-67.
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