Perhaps he was slumming a bit when he went to the Mensa meeting, but he was between wives as they say, and thus he had nothing better to do with his Saturday evenings than had they.
J. Schlenker, a late-blooming author, lives with her husband out in the splendid center of nowhere in the Kentucky foothills of Appalachia where the only thing to disturb her writing is croaking frogs and the occasional sounds of hay being cut in the fields.
Marian Allen was found under a cabbage leaf by poor but honest parents. Being honest, they stayed poor.
