The all too earnestly self-examined life of Martin Ross during a long snowbound weekend which temporarily removes him from his Pennsylvania practice of the law. He goes to bed with his wife of twenty-five years whose attractions for him have not dulled; he thinks about his three children: Mem, with a husband in Vietnam, about to have a baby; Kat, in college, going with a black; and his son, my son the writer, who has jsut written a novel dedicated to him which replicates his life and questions his public behavior and private values. The novel within a novel also discusses things endlessly while nothing much is going on outside except the death of his oldest friend. And Martin's decision to turn down the honorary degree from his local college (Mr. Kern is a Professor of English at Allegheny) which had not altogether accepted him -- he's a Jew -- when he had attended it. None of it seems to matter since Martin is such a middle-aged megabore.