Full Disclosure: John Seelye once gave me the shirt off his back. Literally. It was a warm spring day in 1978, and we were standing on the foredeck of the Steamer Delta Queen as we chugged up the Mississipp River, just north of Natchez. Dr. Seelye was on board to conduct seminars on Mark Twain for the University of Nebraska, while I had been invited to portray the author, both at 71 (as part of a large cast that included jazz pianist Jay McSahann, fiddler Johnny Hartford, singer Shiela MacRae, and newsman Douglas Edwards). I also as young 28-year old Mark Twain (my actual age at the time) on the ship during the daytime. I'd had my hair permed and dyed dark auburn (I had hair then) and was outfitted with suitable togs. When the professor came around the corner and introduced himself, I recognized the name, but knew it couldn't be the same man whoe name I had just read five minutes before in Fatout's Mark Twain Speaking. That one would have been much older, as he was a contemporary lecturer--along with Mark Twain--listed on the same page of Major Pond's Speaker Brochure. In fact, I was meeting that's great great (is that enough greats?) grandfather. He wasn't exactly dressed like a lecturer. He looked more like a happy cruiser on the Mississippi, with his camera, in his brown Bermuda shorts, sandals, and wearing a remarkable Mark Twain t shirt. It was the best job of putting The Great One's face on a shirt I'd ever seen. I told him so. Whereupon he pulled the shirt off over his head and handed it to me. I wore it until it dissolved. Thanks for that great memory, John. So that's my Full Disclosure. Here's my offering to the conversation: The True Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by John Seelye.