I first met Frank Bascombe about twenty years ago when I read The Sportswriter, a novel I was introduced to by the manager of the Loyola University bookstore in New Orleans, who later introduced me to Bascombe’s creator, Richard Ford.
I’ve kept in touch with Frank over the years. We have a few things in common: both have taught college and like to write; both lived for years in the Trenton-Princeton, New Jersey, area (Frank read...
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