I never thought I’d come face to face with Robert Heinlein again—after all, SFWA’s first Grand Master passed away in 1988—but thanks to an old liquor ad and another envelope collage from , I did.

I don’t know what the U.S. Postal Service thought about it, but I loved it. (However, I’m not the one who had to decipher the address.)

Click on the image at right to see more clearly what Paul felt I felt about the encounter.

Maybe if I start hitting that Kinsey Blended Whiskey, I’ll get a chance to see Heinlein a little more often …