Updike has died of cancer, in Massachusetts, at 76, according to The New York Times and all other papers, I suppose.
Now I’ll give him a chance to cool off and then have the poem I had appraised at $250-300 re-appraised. All the first editions that were inscribed to my uncle need to be appraised as well. Perhaps I’ll get a few more bob out of them–I believe that deceased authors fetch a bit more on that market.
Rabbit is finally at rest.