What a delightful article. On my first visit to City Lights I bought a copy of Ferlinghetti’s “A Coney Island if the Mind” and a copy of Dharma Bums (Kerouac’s best book). I didn’t really know what Lawrence looked like (pre-internet days). I asked how often he came into the book store, the clerk said: “He is upstairs now”. I walked up that narrow wooden staircase, looked at him, he looked at me. I said “hi”, he smiled, I left. Really,really wish I had been brave enough to say more. Hadn’t realized it was him when I went up there before and picked out one of his books.