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Are you all right, Sir? asked Hezekiah.Just

Are you all right, Sir? asked Hezekiah.
Just fighting over old battles in my mind, said John. It’s the problem with age. You have all these rusty arguments, and no quarrel to use them in. My brain is a museum, but alas, I’m the only visitor, and even I am not terribly interested in the displays.
Hezekiah laughed, but there was affection in it. I would love nothing better than to visit there. But I’m afraid I’d be tempted to loot the place, and carry it all away with me.

[Mickey Mouse] He popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad

[Mickey Mouse] He popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.

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