If alive today, Ernest Hemingway would've been on 'Hoarders'

220lbs, of which 40lbs was all beard.

Ernest Hemingway loved the thrill of killing game, and apparently that excitement continued to the game of potentially being killed by a stack of his own mementos.

A new exhibit at New York's Morgan Library and Museum displays an extensive amount of minutia of Hemingway's own paperwork, partly borrowed by the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library--from visa war cards to original first drafts of short stories--to the point where it's apparent he had a fondness for himself.

Two highlights include a soured relationship with F. Scott Fitzgerald, where one letter is signed off  "Kiss my ass / EH." Another Hemingway fury moment occurs when he begins to comment about one reviewer's critique of his book, remarking he can take his review and shove it you know where--and supply the grease. Try not to be stunned by the subtly.

You don't see this sort of behavior out of Faulkner. Mainly because usually he was drunk.




photo: JFK Library