A WRITER'S GIFT.
From an interview with Eudora Welty in the Spring 1995 issue of The Paris Review. The interview was conducted in 1994 by George Plimpton at Welty's home in Jackson, Mississippi.
GEORGE PLIMPTON: Do writers ever come down here to see you?
EUDORA WELTY: Yes. Henry Miller came one time. We had him for three days. My mother said he'd never enter my house. I got two or three boyfriends to help me with him and drive the car and protect me from God only knew what my mother thought.
PLIMPTON: Did you like Mr. Miller?
WELTY: Not much. He was so dull. He never looked at anything. I guess he was bored by being in Mississippi. During his visit they were going to move the hospital for the insane down on North State Street to the next county, to a bigger place. The patients were helping move themselves. I thought that would be a funny sight for Mr. Miller, especially since the superintendent was named Love. Superintendent Love, moving the insane hospital patients from Jackson to across the river. It meant absolutely nothing to him.
PLIMPTON: That's hard to believe.
WELTY: I thought so, too. It's not every day there's something like that in Jackson to offer anyone. These poor old crazy people carrying their own beds out and putting them in a truck and driving away. Don't you like that?
PLIMPTON: It's wonderful. Did you ever write about that yourself?
WELTY: No. But I thought it was a gift that I could offer as a hostess.