And Then, When I Left Princeton In

I Left Princeton, But I Graduated Harvard, In 1952.

Music Had Been My First Love Among The Arts, And I Was Fascinated By It, As I Still Am.

It’s True, I Had An Extremely Delicious Life, But That Was My Life At Home, And Perhaps Because I Was Only A Child, Or For Whatever Reasons, I Found The Company Of Others, Especially Other Boys, Quite Terrifying And Upsetting.

And Then, When I Left Princeton In The Middle Of My Sophomore Year, I Went Into The Navy.

It Has Always Been Something I Could Do, And It May Seem Odd That In My Case I Seem To Create An Interesting Narrative And Frustrate The Readers Opportunities To Follow It At Every Step.