COMMENTARY
HANABA MUNN WELCH
Gawrsh! Why not Faulkner?
Some parents tamper with the truth. Mine gave me the straight scoop — nearly always.
My mother generally told me more than I wanted to know. She was all about teaching me stuff.
Except, she let me think flyspecks were fly eggs, until I pressed her on the issue.
Similarly, Mother was evasive when I asked her about the text balloons above the heads of the comic…