To the Editor:

When I think of Hitch, I'm reminded of Emma Goldman, the early 20th-century Russian-American anarchist, who once said, "If I can't dance to it, it's not my revolution."

Christopher Hitchins, the author and pundit, who died two weeks ago at the age of 62, spent a weekend at our house about a decade ago, just after his latest book, "The Trial of Henry Kissinger," hit the bookstore shelves.

It just so happened Dr. Kissinger was one of the Gunn Memorial Library "luminaries" to be feted that weekend at a cocktail reception and then at dinner parties around town.

Needless to say, once we organized our own dinner party for our "luminary," Dr. Kissinger was very suddenly called out of town.

So all the guests, who expected to see Dr. Kissinger, got to meet and dine with Hitch, just as his wife, Carol Blue, awaited surgery in Washington, D.C.

Hitch went onto sign books at the beloved Hickory Stick Book Shop.

Thank you, Hitch.

Joseph A. Mustich