I don't think you suck at writing ... not at all.
I met Mr. Wilder when I was working at Wherehouse Records in Westwood, CA in the mid 80's.
Compact Disc music was just becoming popular, and it was still expensive. The first of the Compact Discs to become available to the masses was the Beatles collections.
Gene came in one slow afternoon mid week and purchased every Beatles CD we had. He was quiet, very kind and gentle. You wouldn't have known it was HIM ...
I was so overwhelmed I couldn't say anything.
I almost burst into tears as I brought his choices to the register.
I was ...
so relieved when he smiled gently, and said, "I know. I'm your hero."
We both busted up and it was beautiful. I was nodding and laughing ... but it was his turn to get serious when I said, "It wasn't for being Mr. Wonka ... it was for being the fox in the Little Prince. I fell in love with you then."
He was shocked and happy, "That was my favorite roll!"
I just resteemed you
Wow... YOU made my day. And to top it off, from another So. Californian. I live in Italy now, but you brought me home with the Wherehouse. We had one at our local mall, and another across the street from the Sports Arena. I bought Wham's "Make it Big" there...don't laugh, but it was my first album.