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arms, and Bill Faulkner walked the length of the corridor, bent over very gallantly to kiss her hand--and fell flat on his face. That was the last time he was seen at this conference.

Did success spoil him at all?

Not in the least.

What was his reaction to getting the Nobel Prize?

Wonderful! He decided to go to Stockholm to get it. First he said he would turn down the invitation, but Jill wanted to go. Jill by this time was a young lady of about 17, and Bill couldn't resist her “Pappy, you've got to take me to Stockholm.” So Pappy allowed as how he would go, and he took Jill with him. He called me from Mississippi to remind me he had to have a full dress suit for Stockholm. He said, “I'm not going to buy a full dress suit. Rent me one.”

So I said, “Give me your measurements.”

He said, “I don't know my measurements.”

I said, “Well, get 'em. I'm not going to rent you a suit unless I know them.”

So, grumblingly, he sent me his measurements, and we rented him a full dress suit. He went over to Stockholm and made a superb speech. We printed it. That was his great speech about privacy. He was a man who valued his privacy, hated people picking on him. He came back a little annoyed,