David Macpherson knew the artist Edward Gorey. Well, he knew him a little bit. When David was a young man, he volunteered in the same place Edward Gorey did. This book is a memoir of that time in Cape Cod. It is also a meditation on the people we remember and the people we name drop. What makes a person worth name dropping? Is it acceptable to name drop an artist that you barely knew?
Quite an interesting little read for fans of Gorey though much of the book is really about the author (a fan of Gorey) and not Gorey himself. And the final words in the book claim to identify the copy editor—but the copy-editing was not very well done. It woefully needs another round of copy-editing.