So, I went to his hotel room, expecting just to drop it off, but when he saw the ring, he became very animated and pulled me into the room, grabbed a copy of the Stoker novel and began reciting excerpts for me while swinging a sword.
After this, I thought we had begun a fine friendship. Months later, he was in Los Angeles and I sent flowers or a fruit basket to his hotel room. He said his daughter wanted to see Grisly-land, er, Disneyland, (winks) and I happily offered to drive them there. So, again, I felt I had made a real friend.
Some time later, at another convention event where he was speaking, I was up in the green room when he appeared. He said, "Forrest J. Ackerman, I have a bone to pick with you!" Well, all conversation stopped as he began what felt almost like a scripted tirade that he was bound and determined to complete. "You’ve been giving out my address to the world!" he went on. "Last week I had 600 letters from Germany saying they had gotten my address from Forrest Ackerman." Well, I was dumbfounded! I tried to explain that I would never have given out his address. Had Ray Bradbury or any of my friends and clients been there they could have backed me up. They all knew how protective I was of their addresses. Well, some time later it came out that the President of the Count Dracula Fan Club in England had actually given out the address. To this day, Mr. Lee is very cordial when we meet, but he still hasn’t apologized.
PP: That's a shame. While we're on the topic of Dracula, you have a first edition of Bram Stoker’s "Dracula" don’t you?
FJA: Yes. It's signed by Bela Lugosi, Christopher Lee, John Carradine, Lon Chaney, Jr., Vincent Price and many others who worked on the various Dracula films. I had Frank Langella sign it. I even took it to Transylvania and had it signed by the curator of Dracula’s castle.