Hemingway Intimation

I read John M. Wilson’s brave words about his big pain (“O Hemingway, Which Way, No Way,” April 17).

The sun will rise again.

There will be other Imitation Hemingway competitions.

Wilson will continue to collect his weekly salary to complain about what a man must complain about.

I feel sick.

Send me a check.

DAN STEINBROCKER

(A Non-Entrant)

Los Angeles