The Dead Father Jerome Klinkowitzs remarkably insightful review of Donald Barthelmes work begins with an anecdote about an evening they spent together in Greenwich Village Barthelmes home for most of his life as a writer and how a perfectly Freudian remark by Barthelmes wife put a stop to the writers boorish mood Why Donald she said your fathers is bigger than yours She was referring to their respective biosin Whos Who in America It is Klinkowitzs well argued contention that Barthelmes mid care