I think of John N. R. Wayne, who would have won this year’s WhataBurger, standing watch in a mask as Donald Gately and I dig up my father’s head.
Is this a reference to the scene in Hamlet from which this novel takes its title (act 5, scene 1) in which Hamlet takes the skull from the gravedigger and soliloquies: “Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio, a fellow of infinite jest...”?
