tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31547074.post3005190398677014135..comments2023-11-16T20:09:07.427-05:00Comments on Chumley & Pepys On Books: Brief Encounter: Ryszard Kapuscinski (or his Doppelganger)ralph mackayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15758060032139481984noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31547074.post-89747039894030661322010-03-15T19:37:28.977-04:002010-03-15T19:37:28.977-04:00Nice story. I grew up on Grand Boulevard in about ...Nice story. I grew up on Grand Boulevard in about the same spot as Hugh Hood's house three streets over on Hampton. I probably stood behind him at a corner shop on Monkland or passed him in the street when I was kid, but I don't recall seeing him when I was a relatively cognizant young person. Surely I would have spotted those trademark eyeglasses. He died too young.ralph mackayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15758060032139481984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31547074.post-80134468152537589652010-03-15T13:07:20.002-04:002010-03-15T13:07:20.002-04:00I'm reminded of a chance bookshop encounter, m...I'm reminded of a chance bookshop encounter, my only with an author, in January 1985 at Montreal. I was buying a used copy of Hugh Hood's <i>White Figure, White Ground</i> when a voice spoke up: "Hey, that's my book!" Sure enough, it was the author. He did me the honour of signing the book (a first edition, very well read and a bit abused) and left. Later that same afternoon, I was browsing in another bookshop when Hood walked in. I expect that, like me, he was making the rounds. A generous man... still, I wish he'd offered me a lift. Never saw him again.Brian Busbyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04120341319506205062noreply@blogger.com