"Drat Siltlow crawled out of the primordial ooze in the late forties, his parents both heroin addicts, great musicians (cembalo, sax), father a descendent of the Northumbrian clan responsible for a nineteenth-century archaeological hoax, mother a vaudevillain's out-of-wedlock child raised by three maiden aunts on candy and the occasional possum in the Appalachian hills - till she joined her mother in St. Louis - which is where this doomed and talented pair met and created their first and only child."
- Karen Elizabeth Gordon, Torn Wings and Faux Pas
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