To: LPS5 who wrote (22 ) 8/7/2001 11:39:42 AM From: LPS5 Respond to From "On The Road" by Jack Kerouac:...There was a tenor in the bar who was highly respected by everyone; Devner Doll has insisted that I meet him and I was trying to avoid it; his name was D'Annunzio or some such thing. His wife was with him. They sat sourly at a table. There was also some kind of Argentinian tourist at the bar. Rawlins gave him a shove to make some room; he turned and snarled. Rawlins handed me his glass and knocked him down on the brass rail with one punch - the man was momentarily out. There were screams; Tim and I scooted Rawlins out. There was so much confusion the sherrif couldn't even thread his way through the crowd to find the victim. Nobody could identify Rawlins. We were on the roof of the America and all we could do was yell, I guess - across the night, eastward over the Plains, where somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking toward us with the Word, and would arrive any minute and make us silent ..."
