The western world, my dear McGee, is being turned into one vast cruise ship, and there is a shortage of cruise directors. Meyer, A Deadly Shade of Gold
I have read every one of John D. MacDonald’s Travis McGee books. I grew up in Fort Lauderdale after all, just a short boat ride from our dock to Bahia Mar where MacDonald’s fictional hero Travis McGee lived on board the Busted Flush. And although slip F-18 didn’t really exist, nor did Travis or the houseboat, I always imagined they did and that when I was there having drinks in a favorite bar, the Bahia Cabana, Travis and his buddy, Meyer were somewhere near. I think it’s good to have such thoughts. To have writers who spark your imagination and who create characters you wish were your friends.
To John D. MacDonald, on what would be your 96th birthday, I toast you and thank you for the many hours of great reading!