That’s a pretty neat story!
I lived in San Francisco at the time and bought the book. I would go to Union Square and read it over my lunch hour a few times.
Not sure why I remember that; but I do.
He was a master story teller; truly gifted.
Hunt for Red October was such a good book -- I've read it many times, and God willing, will read it at least a few more times in the years to come. Novels are like works of art -- when you get a painting, you don't just look at it once and put it away, instead you admire it repeatedly. Same thing with a good book. Reading it only once is like only looking at a fine painting once!