Before going over to try to have enough money to live on for the year, I had written everybody I knew who might have a job to give to try to raise money.  And Richard Wilbur gave me the task of doing an edition of... of John Greenleaf Whittier for a paperback.  So I wrote an essay on Whittier, and picked the poems - and that was 600 bucks.  And then George Plimpton, who's Paris Review was thriving, had been commissioned by another magazine to produce the kind of interviews that the Paris Review does, so he got me interviews at $400 each, with Archibald MacLeish, which I did before going to England, and with John Gielgud, who wouldn't see me, and with Henry Moore.  And Henry Moore is a wonderful sculptor, but he's a dear, gregarious man, who doesn't really like to say no very much, and so he agreed to meet me in Bishops Stortford, which was about seven miles from his house, and I found a bus which would take me to Bishops Stortford, and he picked me up and took me to tea, and we talked and then he... he decided that he would let me interview him, and so I spent several days with him. We played ping pong together and he came to... he and his wife came to dinner at our house... I just... I don't know how many days I spent with him that year, but I really liked him.  And when I left that year I said, 'If I could ever find a way to write more about you, would that be ok?', and he said, 'Yes'.  So three years later I wrote a New Yorker profile.