going thru old stuff I found these notes from my only meeting with Sam Steward in the spring of 1982.
time strikes on entering Sam Steward's. it's the clocks all over the house. ticking their unsynchronized concertos. it's the mementoes: Gertrude Stein's stamp box Valentino's public hair in a reliquary. enough police patches to make a quilt. then it's Sam himself the man whose lovers aren't just legion but legend. Sam nearing his 80s nbsp; & still averaging four fucks a month (large pink slashes in his engagement calendar).
he's just out of hospital wth a pneumonia seige. besides the clocks & the phone which registers a few honks rather than the traditional ring there's another interlude of bells to remind him to take a pill.
we talk abt his late fame which still surprises him & his writing. a roman a clef abt Sir Francis Rose written in the '50s is being revised. & he's correcting proof on an old Gay Sunshine interview which was never printd but will appear at last in the 2nd book of GS interviews (which Winston Leyland told me abt last nite). & finally the most recent Phil Andros novel will appear from Gray Fox. (Sam had phoned me in Ohio to see if Craig Russell might undertake a cover only to discover Don Allen had already askd Tom of Finland whose drawing Sam showed me.)
Sam told me he hoped Mark Thompson wd cease sending him books to review for The Advocate. the last was the Brendan Behan memoir which he found dreary.