Ornate Goblet

Tonight we went to Larry's house to celebrate the birthday of our dear friend Dean, his wife, who passed away some years ago. I noticed that Tom Franklin was drinking wine from an ornate silver goblet and asked about it. "That was the old Colonel's," said Larry. By the "old Colonel" he meant Faulkner's great grandfather. We were eating at the table where Faulkner revised ABSALOM, ABSALOM! Earth Wind and Fire was playing on the boom box.