Mom - as my mother has always done and no doubt always will do - sent a modest amount of cash with my birthday card. Which was certainly appreciated then - living in a town far from home with a new wife. It wasn't that the cash was needed but the thought was. Went down to the local bookstore and found a hardback leather bound edition of this novel.
I had to have it. I bought it, was savoring how good the story looked between hard covers, was relishing the story and my first wife looked at it with disgust and said "You spent all that money on a comic book?"
In retrospect this was an early sign that the marriage was doomed.
I had to have it. I bought it, was savoring how good the story looked between hard covers, was relishing the story and my first wife looked at it with disgust and said "You spent all that money on a comic book?"
In retrospect this was an early sign that the marriage was doomed.
