Chapter Two
The Big-Breasted Pilgrim
Our house in the Florida Keys is down a narrow road, half a mile from a
convenience store with a green neon sign that advertises "Bait and Basics."
Lowell's sister, Kathryn, called to get us to arrange for a car to drive her
from Miami. She considers everywhere Lowell has ever lived to be Siberia,
including Saratoga, New York, which she saw only once, during a blizzard.
TriBeCa, circa 1977, was Siberia. Ditto Ashland, Oregon. In all those places,
Lowell had what he now calls "The Siberian Brides": his first and second wives,
who gradually became as incomprehensible to him as foreigners: Tish, who lived
with us in Saratoga and later in TriBeCa; Leigh Anne Leighton a name so
melodic he always speaks of her that way, even though it seems inordinately
formal who lived with us for a month in Ashland before flying to Los Angeles
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