My Aunt Mary down in Baton Rouge recently happened across a letter that was dictated to her by me on Monday, July 24, 1972. I was four years old.
The “Big Mama” & “Big Daddy” references should not be misconstrued as any indication that I, at the age of four, had developed a fascination with the plays of Tennessee Williams. That wouldn’t come until much later. I was at least eight.
p.s. I haven’t heard from cake icing in nearly 25 years. If anyone has any information on how I might contact him, please let me know.