Poet Opal Louis Nations recently composed a poem in my honor. It was to have been recited at the Montgomery Institute National Independent Publishing Awards in Dallas on March 23. Unfortunately this year’s ceremony was cancelled as it was discovered that the pavilion is situated on a toxic waste dump.
Although we will not get to hear Mr. Nations read the poem in his rousing British accent, at least we can treasure his words.
There was a fine laddy named Norman
Who's neither a Moonie nor Mormon
Some say he's quite batty
Prints books that are scatty
And thinks he's the devil's own doorman
