Judson is one of those dirty old men I'd love to bring to a family reunion, knowing he'd get me written out of so many wills, and would leave such a trail of gossip and stories, that while I'd never inherit a fortune, I'd certainly be a part of family history. In this collection we get that lusting action again, tales of Buddha and Casteneda, scents of strong feminine feet, topless bars, being a charter member of N.O.W., reverences to Henry Miller, bouts of masturbation, and freshened Scotch & Seltzers at 3:00 in the morning. These are the stores my uncles used to tell when they were drunk, the stories my grandfather wanted to forget as he tried to claw his way to heaven.--Oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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