To close our conversation, Jerry told me a great story about a gentleman of his acquaintance who had written a memoir of his life. The man enjoyed talking to his public so he leased a tiny little shop and filled the shelves with his single memoir. Then he would sit out front and talk with people about the One Book Bookstore, and occasionally he would sell one. One day he was talking to a family; a husband and wife and kids, and he said "You might like to buy a copy of my book", and the man said, "You know we were here a couple of years ago, and we bought a copy of your book and it was fascinating. But that was fifteen years ago, and surely you've had some interesting things happen since then, you should write another book."
The author looked at the man, for a minute and said, "Well, you know, I've considered it, but I don't know if I could handle a second store!"
And with that little bit of bookman's humor, we terminated our lovely interview and the next day, went on down the road. Signing off in Natchez, Mississippi; more next month, y'all.