In which Tom Scanlon scares the daylights out of me

I’ve only just started reading T.M. Scanlon’s What We Owe Each Other.   It’s an amazing book, and it’s proving very useful in working in Chapter the second.  My sabbatical has been a humbling experience in terms of how much I really got done, but Scanlon’s acknowledgements made me dribble coffee all over myself: 

In September 1979, I set out to write a book in moral philosophy.  I had leave from Princeton fro teh year and a Visiting Fellowship at All Souls College in Oxford, and I expected, quite unrealistically as it turned out, to complete a draft of the book that year.  Now, more than eighteen years later, I have finally finished the task.

AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHGHGHGHGGHGHGHGHGHGHGHG. EIGHTEEN YEARS?