In Memory of David McCullough, who brought us history in the most readable text imaginable.  

I shared a limo with him at one of our programs. I told him I cried at the end of reading "John Adams." Mr. McCullough, who was by this time exiting the limo, stepped back in, took my hand, and said that he, too, had cried at the ending.  The moment was filled with kindness and sincerity.