What shall I say about Mingo?
His name had been mentioned in the same breath as our most famous—and infamous!—politicians. But until recently, I knew practically nothing about this man. Not even his real name. To me he was just Mingo, the great cartoonist; Mingo, whose fans followed his caricatures avidly during the state election campaign of 1976 and collected them to stick onto office walls or to paste in scrapbooks or to pore over with friends during coffee breaks.
Now I know more about him than I do my next door neighbour or even my MIL!
I’m reading his book—lent to me by his daughter, a new friend—in which he has scrawled a poignant dedication: This book is for you to read and keep, to remember me by. Love, Daddy