First I learn that one of Grogan’s great-grandsons lives right up the road from Portland, where he’s an architectural illustrator. He met Grogan as a young boy in Kenya. I was lucky enough to meet him at my reading at Powells.
Then I find out that the great-granddaughter of the editor of the Cape Times when Grogan made his journey lives right here in town. They have an original copy of From the Cape to Cairo, signed by guess who, and even some weapons Grogan collected on his trip.
Amazing. What a tiny, tiny world.
