Dylan´s Mom

Bob Dylan y su madre:

"Siting next to Bon and his mother, I was astonished by their dialouge. The poet turned into little Bobby Zimmerman.

'You're not eating, Bobby,' said his mother...

'Please, Ma, you're embarrassing me.'

'I saw you eat nothing for lunch. You're skin and bones.'

'I'm eating, Ma, I'm eating.'

'And have you thanked Mr. Yetnikoff for this lovely dinner?'

'Thank you, Walter'

'You're mumbling, Bobby. I don't think Mr. Yetnikoff heard you.'

'He heard me,' said Dylan sarcastically.

'Bobby be nice.'

'Does your son always give you this much trouble?' I asked.

'Bobby, God forbid... he's a good boy...'

'Stop, Ma,' said Bob. 'You're embarrasing me.'

Le pidó a Walter Yetnikoff que no le moleste que ande posteando partes de su libro; y le dedico esto a todos los que queremos a las madres que tanto nos confunden. Hasta a Dylan se le complicaba.