Poe Toaster

I love the story that's been making the rounds since last Wednesday, the day after the Edgar Allen Poe's 201st birthday, about the mystery fan who failed to show at the poet's Baltimore gravesite, after having left roses and cognac there for the past sixty years. The numerous "nevermore" puns are hard to take, but the fact that dozens of people from all over the country flock to his grave in the middle of the night to pay tribute is awfully nice.