He was a very thoughtful, considerate person. When I was in high school, and was still passionate about things, I wrote a letter to our local newspaper criticizing their attitude toward Albee's famous play "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf." Without telling me, my mom clipped it and somehow figured out how to send a copy to Albee by the time I left for college. Although he was probably considered the top playwright in America at the time, he took the time to send me a personal thank you, which I still have!
In fact, here it is. (It's enlargeable if you click on it.)
Although Albee carefully posted a correct return address on the envelope (he even scratched out a number to replace it with another), I was 17 and didn't have the cojones to write back to such a literary heavyweight. Many years later, I had no such reservations about writing back-and-forth with Norman Mailer, when he commented on something I had written about him, but I was an adult then, and Mailer's original letter seemed very approachable.
Strange to think about it, because the me of today wouldn't have written either of those pieces that attracted their attention. I can't figure out whether I was some kind of passionate, idealistic aesthete or just a total douchebag.
Probably the latter.
Anyway, the point is that Albee was a nice guy.
Friday, September 16, 2016
US playwright Edward Albee dies, aged 88
US playwright Edward Albee dies aged 88