Last week I sent a proof copy of the book to George. Since he’s a major character in the book, or at least his pictures are, I wanted him to read it before I publish it. Especially because I had quite a bit to say about his photos in the six months when I thought his face was Wright Walker’s.
Today I heard back from George. He has already read the book. He was gracious, as usual, and had quite a few remarks. I really appreciate him. Of all the people in all the world, I’m so glad it was him. It’s hard to explain.
It’s like God has given me this gift, this positive person—a man of God, no less—to counteract the negative energy of Wright Walker.
They seem to go both ways, these gifts of God’s. I wonder what effect knowing me and about me might have on George Mason in the future…?