I went to New York last week for the Edgar banquet, where the Mystery Writers of America did me the honor of naming me a Grand Master. It felt strange to join Dorothy Salisbury Davis, Rex Stout and Agatha Christie’s company, as if I were both old enough and distinguished enough for the honor. In my previous post, I included the remarks I gave on accepting this honor, but I also wanted to post a few pictures. I’m afraid I’m in most of the pix because I was getting people to take pictures of me with friends, but I hope some more wide ranging pictures will show up soon that I can add here.
