Yesterday marked the (birth) day of two eminent Irish writers. Samuel Beckett was born on April 13th in 1906. Cambridge University Press just published his selected letters, 1929-1940. If I had the money, I would buy the book as Sam's gift to me. Alas, at $50 retail (and $31.50 on Amazon) it's still a bit dear for this tattered scribe.
Poet Seamus Heaney turned seventy on the 13th. Happy birthday, Seamus! A Dublin correspondent reports that a gala event in his fair city for Heaney went off like roman candles last night, with all stalwart bards and heads-of-state in attendance. Not only a terrific poet but a warm and generous person, he exemplifies the best qualities of an artist. Many years ago he did me a fond, fine favor.
So happy birthday, Sam and Seamus: I raise a glass and pen in your names! J/C