I guess for the stamp collectors out there this is kind of cool…I mean, if I were to ever get myself on a stamp, it would mean I was dead already, right? And that I had achieved something in my lifetime, right? And that I was really special, right? I’m….just not feelin’ it. I’d want to be honored some other way. Not sure what, but the stamp just isn’t doin’ it for me.
Congrats to Mr. Peck, anyway. He was sexy as hell. I was too little to understand what I was watching in, “To Kill a Mocking Bird” the first time around, yes, I’m THAT old. But oh, daddy, he was tall, and had a deep voice. Even as a little girl I was attracted to him. I will have to revisit that movie.