— This first novel is for my first daughter,
LEE GAY WARREN, in love and gratitude, and with the knowledge that her belief never faltered.
Like flies, the minute-winning days buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
Also when they shall be afraid of that which is high, and fears shall be in the way, and the almond tree shall flourish, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because man goeth to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets.
WILLIAM GAY was the author of four novels, including Provinces of Night, Twilight, as well as I Hate to See That Evening Sun Go Down, a collection of short stories. He lived in Hohenwald, Tennessee. Sadly, William died in February 2012 in his sixty-ninth year.