Philip Glass and My Mother
I brought Philip Glass to campus for a presentation. Some time ago. A colleague and I did a short interview on our NPR affiliate about the visit. We played excerpts from the composer's music. "My mother would enjoy this," I thought to myself and sent her a copy. Going through her things recently, I came across the cassette I sent. On the envelope my mother had written "Killing hogs I think." Milton Puryeur killing hogs on his land. Marion Post Wolcott, Library of Congress, Farm Security Administration