(Del) Close’s Prankster credentials were impeccable. He’d signed up for official LSD tests in Brooklyn in the late 1950s as part of the air force’s preparation for the Mercury space programme (when he pulled out, he claimed the authorities wrote to him saying, ‘Dear Mr Close. You still owe us one dream’).
(I first learned Del Close’s name when he became a comics writer, creating the anthology series WASTELAND alongside John Ostrander. A very weird way into a very weird life.)