In the end it was Joy herself who cleared things up. One early December morning several years into my research, I was on my way out the door when the phone rang. On the other end was the now familiar baritone of Joy’s son Douglas Gresham. “Are you sitting down?” he asked with urgency.
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
And surprised as well …
… Finding Joy ‹ Literary Hub. (Hat tip, Dave Lull.)
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