I met Wrightson at an industry party during the 1994 (I think) Chicago Comics Con, He was cordial, but as soon as he realized I was just another fan, and no one of importance, he left like I had dropped a bad fart. I don't blame him, he'd spent the day talking to fawning fanboys, and was probably at the party looking to make some valuable connections. If I was him I would have probably done the same thing. It was nice to meet one of the Masters of Comics Art though, and express my appreciation for his work. There are far too many that I didn't get a chance to thank for the entertainment and inspiration they gave me over my life, and that's a damn shame
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