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The Pigman

The Pigman


by Paul Zindel

The Pigman Old Age Quotes

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Quote #4

[John:] When Angelo Pignati came to the door, I wish you could have seen him. He was in his late fifties and was pretty big, and he had a bit of a beer stomach. But the part that slaughtered me was this great big smile on his face. He looked so glad to see us I thought his eyes were going to twinkle out of his head. He would've made one @#$% of a Santa Claus if you had put a white beard on him and stuck him on a street corner in December with a little whiskey on his breath. (5)

In this description, Mr. Pignati looks...sort of like...one of his pigs. Interesting, also, how he is only in his late fifties; the rest of the book makes him seem much older. What makes John think of the Santa Claus image? Perhaps Mr. Pignati's innocence?

Quote #5

[After Mr. Pignati tells them his wife is in California] John: For a moment he [Mr. Pignati] looked as though he was going to cry, and then suddenly he changed the subject. Lorraine's nervous radar was in full operation, and I could tell it made her sad to look at the old man. (5)

Like Lorraine, John is observant; he notices not only Mr. Pignati's reaction to his wife's absence, but also Lorraine's reaction to Mr. Pignati's reaction.

Quote #6

[John:] It was a semiprivate room, and I'd better not tell you about the other patient in there that made it semiprivate because he looked like he wasn't long for this world. They had a guy with some kind of oxygen-tent thing nearby that looked like a malaria net. (11)

John's breezy description of a dying man seems out of place in the context of his real concern for Mr. Pignati. He sounds kind of like…Lorraine's mom.

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