The older you get you will realize, if you already haven’t, that someone you think is widely known may not be that recognized at all.
It first hit me years ago while speaking to a local class and mentioned my boyhood hero — Mickey Mantle. The youngsters looked puzzled. I couldn’t believe they only knew Mantle as the name of a baseball league in another county. It also made me worry what will happen when you write something and no one knows, or cares, what you’re saying.