Anson Mount is one talented mister.
First, he was a convincing lead in a Britney Spears movie that cast Zoe Saldana in a supporting role (honestly, this speaks volumes). Then, he played the hell out of Cullen Bohannon, a bad-tempered, slick-shooting, slightly murderous (but gruffly loveable) railroad man, and successfully pulled off shoulder-length grey locks both on film and in real life, putting hipsters and lumbersexuals everywhere to shame. (Need proof? Look up there ^. See. Hot.) And now I learn that his vocabulary is better than mine (and I mean way better), and that he writes with a musicality and sophistication that most novelists would kill to achieve.
Behold: Mount’s letter of thanks to the city of Calgary, originally published in the Calgary Herald on July 22, 2016—
Dear Calgary: Actor Anson Mount says thank you to his adopted home during production of Hell on Wheels
My mother, for all her agnosticism, is as inescapably Episcopalian as she is southern, although many would argue that concept is redundant. Regardless, when raised in the south, such lineage comes with expectations shouldered upon you like a powder satchel at wartime. Of those expectations, three tend to be given the most importance during a southern upbringing: self-deprecating humility, vigilant honesty, and “thank you” cards. As I have learned not to incur the wrath of my mother — and as I am probably too old to begin the blacksmithing of tradition — it occurs to me that I do owe a card to Calgary.