would write me a poem," recalled Gail Fox, another friend and U.S.C.C. associate. "One day, I wrote a poem back to her and she called me and said she wanted to see me right away. She went over my poem line by line and corrected it."from The Villager: Evelyn Strouse, 92, feisty doyenne of Union Square
~~~~~~~~~~~
No comments :
Post a Comment