John Updike, the storyteller, is gone at 76..too young

It is always hard to realise that you are older than one of your idols.

John Updike’s New Yorker stories were part of my maturation (fancy term, but correct).  Now he is gone. I never did meet him, but was honored when  The New Yorker chose my Irish Dancehall,The Bronx 1954  to accompany  “The Walk with Elizanne” in the July 7, 2003 issue.