"What's your full name?"
"What's your first name?"
"Irwin. Irwin Fletcher. People call me Fletch."
"Irwin Fletcher, I have a proposition to make to you. I will give you a thousand dollars for just listening to it. If you decide to reject the proposition, you take the thousand dollars, go away, never tell anyone we talked. Fair enough?"
"Is it criminal? I mean, what you want me to do?"
"Fair enough. For a thousand bucks I can listen. What do you want me to do?"
"I want you to murder me."...
Fletch said, "Sure."
I'm nearly speechless and at the moment, gotta tell you, I'm feeling down and depressed. The man who wrote the words copied and pasted above, passed away earlier this month. I've been too wrapped up in other things to have even noticed he was gone. Yeah, I know it's not like I lost a friend or a family member, but the passing of Gregory Mcdonald at the age of 71 is making it difficult for me to get anything done today.
If you only know Irwin Maurice Fletcher from the movies starring Chevy Chase, then you really don't know Fletch.
Nothing against Chevy Chase or the movies based on the character, but what people saw in the theater was almost a crime. The plot (at least in the first movie) was there, but the tone was substantially different from the book. It was quite a letdown for me and a lot of Gregory Mcdonald fans. The books were recognized as a greater literary accomplishment than the buffonery in the movies lead moviegoers to believe.
For what they were, I enjoyed the movies. Nothing against the movies, but man, the books were so much better.
I admire the work of many writers and artists. I've followed the up and down careers of a few favorite authors. There is a short list of people whose work I admire and I admit, inspires me.
Gregory Mcdonald was (and is) a hero of mine. He will be missed, but I'm so glad he left us his words to remember him by.
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