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Dear Bill: I am reading Andree [Andree, Don Pesci’s wife, is blind] your latest book, Miles Gone By, a sumptuous feast.

We arrived last night at your tribute to Whittaker Chambers. I confess I choked up a little at the end and could not get through the final paragraph because, I told Andree, I did not want it to end; by which I meant, I did not want him to end—not before he had seen the promised land, a world in which the Soviet Union, the incubus against which he labored, had disappeared.

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Dear Bill: I am reading Andree [Andree, Don Pesci’s wife, is blind] your latest book, Miles Gone By, a sumptuous feast.

We arrived last night at your tribute to Whittaker Chambers. I confess I choked up a little at the end and could not get through the final paragraph because, I told Andree, I did not want it to end; by which I meant, I did not want him to end—not before he had seen the promised land, a world in which the Soviet Union, the incubus against which he labored, had disappeared.