MR. HESTON - The last statesman
I'm a gun nut. Let's just put that on the table right now. For some reason, I believe in the wacky notion that I have the right to protect my family from the criminal element. So when I heard of the passing of Charlton Heston, I naturally had planned to blog about his great work as a second amendment defender. Then I remembered a story that I heard some time ago. I don't know that this is a true story, but I like to think it is.
Allegedly, Mr. Heston was on an airplane when the man in the next seat recognised him and started to make small talk. Heston politely asked the man what he was doing on his trip. The man told him that he was going to meet his birth father for the first time after spending many years trying to find him. Mr. Heston replied "You know, one of my children are adopted...I just don't remember which one".
They just don't make people like that anymore.