There's a Camp Gordon Johnston Museum in Carrabelle. I went there to get a bumper sticker for my car, and because that's where Slim McElderry's house came from, a surplus barracks.
Somewhere not far from Carrabelle, in an Army Camp, Gore Vidal wrote Williwaw.
I don't know where. I don't know when.
Why mention it?
I sound like
Clemmie, saying he could remember when didn't but two things come in cans: tomatoes
and sardines.
And? Your point is?
I called a book a wage-slave narrative
once, making fun of slave narratives.
Slave narratives have a form. In fact,
the same form, all of them. You hear one slave narrative, you've heard them all.
Debbil crabs, debbil crabs, debbil crabs. It's in the oral tradition.