"From the beginning he'd consumed liquor only to get drunk. That was half of the equation.
The other was the haunting sense that something fundamental to his happiness, his wholeness,
been taken from him. When sober, he couldn't name it." [He remembers a trip to Lisbon
with his first wife who is a fashion designer.] "...her buyer there...had taken the Parkers
out for a night of fados. Fate songs. ... He asked the buyer what the lyrics meant, and
the man explained , 'Saudade, my friend...the presence of absence.' "