"Doug sat there for about a minute," recalls Bland Simpson. "It was all Doug could do to sit still. He was getting more and more agitated. Finally, he jumped up and said: 'This is just too peaceful! There is nothing here for my free-ranging paranoia and hostility to light on.' "

He headed downtown to buy a newspaper.

Simpson laughs when he tells that story about his friend Marlette, who died in a car crash in Mississippi Tuesday at 57. "It just wasn't a target-rich environment for Doug."

A Pulitzer Prize-winning editorial cartoonist, Marlette was also a comic strip writer, novelist, librettist -- and a Southerner through and through.

Not the calm, genteel, conflict-averse kind of Southerner, mind you. He was a prickly pear, a stubborn and restless rebel. With countless causes.

"Since I heard the news, I have been thinking about all the people he (ticked) off," says John Shelton Reed, who helped form the Center for the Study of the American South at the University of North Carolina and was a longtime Marlette friend. Off the top of his head, Reed lists the targets of Marlette's lampoons: Jim Bakker, Catholics, Muslims. "I can't think of a religious group he didn't offend. He even did a cartoon that upset the Episcopalians, and you know how hard it is

Marlette went after politicians "across the board," Reed says. One time, Marlette was giving a slide show of his Bill Clinton cartoons at a Renaissance Weekend at Hilton Head Island when Hillary Clinton walked in. She was not too happy, Reed says.

"He did awful things in his cartoons with Jesse Helms," Reed says. "But Helms' office called up Doug and asked him for copies to frame. He was very disappointed."

Fearless, Reed says, Marlette "didn't care who he annoyed. If he had a point to make, he made it."

Reed and other friends recall Marlette's good humor and generosity.

Curtis Wilkie, who covered the South for the Boston Globe and now teaches in Oxford, Miss., remembers how Marlette encouraged Wilkie's son, who was an editorial cartoonist at Boston College. "He was a very thoughtful guy," Wilkie says, "always thinking of other people."

Marlette was in Mississippi this week to witness a high school production of "Kudzu," the musical based on his syndicated comic strip.

Wilkie also recalls the famous spats that Marlette engaged in. "He flitted from one controversy to another," Wilkie says.

One was with neighbors and fellow writers in Hillsborough, N.C., over a novel he had written, Wilkie says. Another was with the legendary Tennessee Baptist preacher Will Campbell. Marlette based one of the characters in his comic strip on Campbell.

Back in 1998, I spent an afternoon with Marlette and Simpson -- a musician and director of the creative writing program at UNC -- just before "Kudzu," the musical, opened at Ford's Theatre. Marlette looked about as happy as a man can look.

On that day, the musicians were rehearsing. Marlette sat on the floor, back against the wall and legs crossed. He was wearing a wrinkly green jacket. One of his shoes was untied. He had a soft face and a gentle voice with a drawl.

He marveled at the versatility of the musicmakers in the room. "It's so interesting to me how just a change of key can lift something," he said. One of the themes of "Kudzu" was how many Southerners always carry a sense of place with them wherever they roam.

Over the years, Marlette moved around a lot -- from Charlotte to Atlanta to New York and other places in between. He always took along his sense of place. Last year he landed a cartooning job at the Tulsa World.

And then there was the time last summer when Simpson went to visit Marlette in Oklahoma. "We went out for barbecue," he remembers. "Surprise."