She called me Perkins when... oh, one time when we were first in New Hampshire, we were driving around in Maine and we went to a little town called Perkins Cove, and Jane was amused at the dominance of the name Perkins in the town. She used to say, 'Oh it was Perkins Drug Store and Perkins Avenue, and Dr Perkins,' and so on.  And she said, 'This Perkins must have been quite a guy', and she started calling me Perkins. It's not much of a story, but I think that... you know my students - when she was my student - didn't call me Professor Hall, it... it was 1969, and we didn't do that. I was Don. I'd told about the entry in her journal about Donald Hall before we really knew each other, but even Don was the teacher's name, I think, and, so it became sort of comfortable for her to have this pet name for me. She always called me Perkins whenever she was teasing me, or... but also in affectionate moments too, she would say, when I got extravagant she'd say, 'Perkins, dim your lights!', or, 'Somebody cover Perkins' cage', and so on. And... it was lovely. And I tried... I tried to have an equivalent name, but whatever I tried never stuck really, and she was Jane, or Janey, always.