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                   it then, but I was going birding in that selfsame park.  Here was a man with no trace of
                   pretense.    He  had  been  a  beekeeper;  I  was  a  house  painter  (and  one  of  my  three
                   painting jobs in Scotland was putting two coats on Ian Cunningham’s chimney!).
                          Professor Shepperson delighted in this story, and his next letter contained a
                   set of British stamps honoring Sir Edmund.  On the envelope were two, so I carefully
                   removed  the  one  more  lightly  cancelled,  and  pasted  it  in  my  tour  book,  by  Sir
                   Edmund’s signature.
                          Through  the  years,  Sam  shared  with  me  memories  of  his  childhood,  so
                   similar  to  my  own  recollections.    One  post  card  showed  the  old  Marketplace  of
                   Peterborough, which on the verso “Sam” underlined “Marketplace” and commented:
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                   “I used to buy 2 -hand books here when I was a boy.”  (January 16, 1997).  In my
                   own time and place, I had done the same.
                          Another card depicted a color linocut of the “Dogsthorpe Pliosaur.” (October
                   1, 2000).  Of this he commented in a P.S.: “I lived in the Dogsthorpe district when a
                   boy; and I was aware of so many curious things which came out of the claypits at the
                   local  brickworks.”  This echoes similarly with incidents  in  the  boyhood  of David
                   Livingstone.
                          To a card depicting “The Old Tower, Longthorpe, Peterborough,” his final
                   observation  was:  “Has  wonderful  medieval  wall-paintings  of  working  people.”
                   (April 1. 2006).
                          Professor  Shepperson  and  I  shared  a  wavelength  with  humor:  our  very
                   different  approaches  meshed  perfectly.    One  card  depicted  the  St.  Peter  Mancroft
                   Church,  Norwich,  with  a  statue  of  Sir  Thomas  Browne.    Sam’s  postscript  is:  “Sir
                   Thomas Browne,” … “Author of Religion Medici: I have had a copy of it for a long
                   time but have never finished reading it!!!”
                          A  card  from  Colchester  reads:  “We  are  paying  a  brief  visit  to  this  ancient
                   Roman town – where Boadicea defeated the invaders!”  (April 12, 1996).
                          From 1988 to 2012 I lived in Japan, and as one might have expected, Sam rose
                   to  the  occasion.    He  was,  of  course,  well  acquainted  with  Japan  long  before  I
                   wandered  there:  on  April  19,  1978,  he  wrote  to  say:  “Am  now  reading  a  lot  of
                   Japanese history because I have to do ten lectures next year in a course on Japan since
                   1850.”
                          In Japan 1992 was the Year of the Monkey, and I sent him a ceramic piece of
                   the  three  famous  monkeys  which  adorn  the  resting  place  of  the  first  Tokugawa
                   Shogun (Iyeasu), which trio the world knows as “See No Evil, Speak No Evil, and
                   Hear no Evil.”  His response (February 5, 1992) expressed “delight,” and he set it in
                   “the place of honour” on his mantelpiece.
                          From  Newstead  Abbey,  (where  Livingstone,  his  brother  Charles,  and  a
                   veritable host of contributors wrote the Narrative of an Expedition to the Zambesi
                   and  its  Tributaries),  Sam  wrote:  D.L.’s  “…  host,  Capt.  Webb,  had  some  fine
                   Japanese wallpaper.”  (April 11, 1993).
                          A watercolor card of “Compton Acres the Japanese Gardens,” which he and
                   his  wife  Joyce  had  visited  recently,  elicited  his  observation  that  the  garden  was
                   “Japanese designed,” and thus more authentic than many.  (September 3, 1994).
                          Similarly,  another  card:  “Compton  Acres:  two  views  each  of  the  Japanese
                   and Italian Gardens,” postmarked October 5, 1994, has this message: “Dear Gary: I
                   was reminded of you recently when BBC television showed a charming technicolor
                   movie,  Escapade  in  Japan  (1957)  about  two  small  boys,  American  and  Japanese,
                   who mistakenly fleeing from the police crossed Japan and finished up at the top of a
                   temple in NARA!  There were many shots of NARA.”

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