He told us hilarious stories about French hotel maids and used every conceivable condiment: vinegar, HP sauce, ketchup, mayo, Tabasco, etc.
Here is the picture he drew of himself as a walleyed sun in my copy of Wolf: A False Memoir:
My copy of Selected & New Poems bears the inscription: "To Shanna from the Lone Geezer, Jim"
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