Charles Foran – Mordecai, Dear Maw

“If your old age tastes of ashes,” Mordecai Richler wrote in August, 1976, “if you are wretched, lonely, worried about your health, money, I am sorry. But now that you are 70, can't you at last grasp that you have brought most of this on yourself.”

“Will your life,” he continued, “such a ball of rage, inchoate rage, go forever unexamined?” He then proceeded to examine that life with no less acuity, or plain speech.
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