Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Memphis and the Paradox of Place, by Wanda Rushing

Scroll down. I am honored.

1 comment:

Henry Gould said...

'gratulations, Don!

I spent 1 day and 1 night in Memphis, in the summer of 1971. A college friend with a great last name - Mewborn - showed me around the riverbank. I was driving down to Mississippi to see a girlfriend. I didn't find out until I got to Mississippi (in my granddad's huge silver Buick) that she had moved to Texas.