October 26, 2009 Dear Jackie, I had told my friend Bob (Clayton Bess) that I meant to give you his book STORY FOR A BLACK NIGHT, and he decided to send this autographed copy for you. Bob is a most unusual person, and so is his story. This is how I discovered it. I was teaching a writing class to a large group of students in Moraga, (near San Francisco). It must have been sometime in the late 60’s. I begged my students NOT to send me material written by their relatives, because with so many in class I wouldn’t have time to read other offerings. One woman, Bertha, kept telling me about her nephew, Bob, who was in the Peace Corps in Africa and had written this wonderful story. I reminded her of my policy of limiting my critique to the students at hand. Nevertheless, Bertha appeared at my home one night at 9 p.m., shoved this manuscript at me and fled. I sighed deeply and sat down, thinking to read the first few pages and then scornfully return the manuscript the next day in class. I sat. I read. I got chills down my spine. I cried. I suspected that I was being scammed; surely this was a notable, prize-winning classic, written by some famous author, and Bertha was playing a prank, testing my abilities. The next day I calmly confronted Bertha, saying, “Please bring me the author of this story.” She said she would, and the next week in came this young man dressed in hiking boots and fatigues, rather rough cut but very amiable, and here was the dialogue. Me. “Did you write this story?” Bob: “Yes.” Me: “Has it been published?” Bob. “No. But I’ve given copies to lots of friends.” Me. “It is one of the best stories I have ever read. I want to help you get it published. But first you must retrieve all the outstanding copies. Then we can work together.” Fast forward: ten years later I found an editor to publish the book. It won the Commonwealth Prize in San Francsico. It was published in French and I think in some other languages. Twenty years after publication it won the Phoenix Award. I have recently read it again. I still think it is one of the best stories I ever read. I think it should be a play. It is about Africa, prejudice, and great love. It is about judging others and about loss. It has so much HEART that I can’t wait to read it again. Enjoy.
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