in the
end—What I'll
Be
is a list—he
was born,
then he
worked
for a while, then
he died (perhaps addend—in a
personal style—
sincere
but not
serious—his words
they were neat and
distinct—and a lot
of them touched
off some slight-
ly unique-
ly benign
public consequence).
But the matter
of—Who
I'll Be seems
a bit messier—even
as I suppose
that it's
only three—
of these
neat letters—TBD.
