But there is nothing wrong with Garp's mother. That made me a sexual suspect. Then I wanted a baby, but I didn't want to have to share my body or my life to have one. That made me a sexual suspect, too. And I don't always agree with Jenny.
Men get to die more, too.
And from the beginning, there was an epilogue. An epilogue, in the disguise of wrapping up the past, is really a way of warning us about the future. But to begin the novel as I once tried, with Chapter 3, was too historical, too emotionally remote. In 1781 the widow and children of Everett Steering founded Steering Academy, as it was first called, because Everett Steering had announced to his family, while carving his last Christmas goose, that his only disappointment with his town was that he had not provided his boys with an academy capable of preparing them for a higher education. He did not mention his girls.