Nothing embitters my old age [like] the circulation of absurd stories that I retire as civilization advances, that I shun the white men and seek the Indians, and that now even when old, I seek to retire beyond the second Alleganies.
It's not a big part,. . . I wheel in an ultrasound machine and say to Taylor's gynecologist, 'If you have a problem with it, just give it a light tap on the side. ' Then they hand me a urine sample, and I put it up to the light and say 'Hmm, looks pretty healthy, but I'll check. '