The closest we have to Mark Twain today is Garrison Keillor. I first heard his A Prairie Home Companion in the summer of '83 and have been a regular listener ever since. I've laughed. I've cried. The music has been pretty good too.
Keillor has a way of making me feel good about being a human being; not a easy task these days. He is forever pointing us towards our best. I feel better each and every time he talks to me. He may be the greatest living American.
Like Twain he is a keen observer of mankind, its follies both personal and collective. When the spirit moves he can be devastating.
I would have loved to have written this. If anything he is too kind. Little Man in Salon, February 8th, 2006.
'Be well, do good work, and keep in touch." ®