Hermeneutics

He was so gracious. I told him a sad, long story about writing an article for a newspaper and the editor thought it was too long and chopped off the ending where all was revealed. I complained to him and he wrote back, “I had the same experience. There’s nothing to be done. Editors do that to us writers.” I thought, “Us writers, he said ‘us writers,’ C.S. Lewis and me!”

The last letter I got from him was 11 days before he died. I didn’t know he had died until February because of course Kennedy took up all the headlines. I was saving up my money to go to England with my next-door neighbor. The idea is I would meet Lewis when I would go over there. Of course he had died.