![]() The writer spent many hours negotiating the details of his grave. The odyssey that Vidal’s remains took before their interment was no less dramatic. ![]() When Buckley died, Vidal cheered, “RIP WFB-in hell.” Vidal outlived Buckley by four years, but never forgave the man who called him a “queer” in a 1968 televised debate. Buckley, Jr., in a new play by Alexandra Petri, called “Inherit the Windbag.” The play is in virtual rehearsals right now, at Washington, D.C.,’s Mosaic Theatre Company, but when a stage version opens, likely next spring, the groundskeeper at Rock Creek Cemetery would be well advised to keep an eye on Section E, Lot 293 ½, where Vidal’s ashes are buried. Eight years after his death, he is scheduled to cast shade on his nemesis, William F. ![]() The prickly writer, who thrived on making enemies, may soon be spewing venom from six feet under. “Never offend an enemy in a small way,” Gore Vidal once wrote. ![]()
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