J. Alfred Proof-rock

I’ve mentioned this fact before: when she was two, almost three, Frances would ask me to read to her at bedtime whatever I happened to be reading for myself at that time. Thinking she might fall asleep faster if I read the Aeneid by Virgil — because I, myself, would — I started the epicContinue reading “J. Alfred Proof-rock”


“Read to me some of what you’re reading,” my not-quite-three-year-old would say at bedtime. When she first asked, I thought that I would seize the opportunity to read something that she would find boring enough to fall asleep to while listening: Virgil’s Aeneid. Unfortunately, as I read on and on, she grew interested in it.Continue reading “Prufrock”