"I had a chance to see Allen Ginsberg read when I was in high school, but I didn't go because I had to study for a calculus final. Then he died a few weeks later."
"I meet Ginsberg at Long Beach State. He was outside my tool room, fussing with the ice cream machine. He put his money in and didn't get his Fudgesicle. He told me he wanted his money back, and I told him it wasn't my machine. He asked whose machine it was, and I told him I didn't know, but I'd be happy to try to get his Fudgesicle. So, I grabbed a pair of pliers and told him not to tell anybody what I was about to do. He promised he wouldn't tell, and then I took the top off the machine and grabbed one of the ice creams. He said he didn't want a Push-up, he wanted a Fudgesicle, so I put the thing back and got the one he wanted. Kind of a pushy guy, that Ginsberg."