Naomi: 'And when we die we become an onion, a cabbage, a carrot, or a squash, a vegetable.' I come downtown from Columbia and agree. She reads the Bible, thinks beautiful thoughts all day. 'Yesterday I saw God. What did he look like? Well, in the afternoon I climbed up a ladder--he has a cheap cabin in the country, like Monroe, N.Y. the chicken farms in the wood. He was a lonely old man with a white beard. 'I cooked supper for him. I made him a nice supper--lentil soup, vegetables, bread & butter--miltz--he sat down at the table and ate, he was sad. 'I told him, Look at all those fightings and killings down there, What's the matter? Why don't you put a stop to it? 'I try, he said--That's all he could do, he looked tired. He's a bachelor so long, and he likes lentil soup.