Ed Ochester's Ass

Ed Ochester was the head of the writing program when I went to Pitt. My poetry guru, Judith Vollmer, told me a story once about the elite poetry clique, which was out drinking one night. (Imagine that...) Anyway, she was walking behind him on the sidewalk and screamed, "Ed's got a really great ass!" He looked over his shoulder and, wiggling it just a little, said, " I know! Isn't it fabulous?" Ed was at least 60 at the time and the image cracked me up.