"Most people, if the truth be told, are gigantic bores," he once said. "There's no need to subject yourself to that kind of thing."
Foote's passing means the end of "the South," I think --or at least the Faulknerian South. I like to think that right about now--or at least after his wife has some masses said for him-- he'll be tossing back bourbons on some heavenly front porch with his ole buddy, Walker Percy.
