Goodbye Mr. Sheldon

I was a sophomore in high school when The Other Side of Midnight hit the book stores. My father purchased it for my mother. They were conservative when it came to what I was permitted to read. In this case, my parents turned a blind eye to my soaking up this popular novel.

It was my first racy novel. Over time I cruised through his other books.

His writing was such that you simply could not put down his books. There were many days that I showed up to school sleep deprived.

Thanks for the sleepless nights, rest in peace.