I traveled around the US delivering this Unholy sermon. At the height of my speech, I would yell in a loud voice: "UNBELIEVE---UNBELIEVE---UNDO IT , DUMP IT, SHUCK IT AND BE BORN
AGAIN AS AN HONEST HUMAN BEING WHO DOES NOT CLAIM TO KNOW MORE THAN HE REALLY KNOWS."
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When that had run its course, Joyce helped me prepare another performance: THE GOSPEL ACCORDING TO WALT WHITMAN . And because I now had "creds", I traced the US doing this speech.
As recently as 2 months ago I sent her a poem and asked her: Is this anything? She said that it was---so I kept it for the next book.
RANDY PHILOSOPHIZES: I often told her that I loved her--that I congratulate myself on having and keeping so worthy a friend. She saw the best in me---overlooked my dark spots--shared the best of herself with me--and as I've demonstrated was the wind beneath my wings. I pledge to her memory to pay forward the support and inspiration and wisdom she gave to me.