A sad, sad day: Kurt Vonnegut dies at the age of 84. He has been one of my personal heroes since I became aware of his existence, and now the world feels a lonelier place without him.
At the beginning of Bagombo Snuff Box, a collection of short fiction put out in 1999, Vonnegut wrote that "All persons living and dead are purely coincidental, and should not be construed. No names have been changed in order to protect the innocent. Angels protect the innocent as a matter of Heavenly routine."
I don't know what I believe about angels, but if they're out there somewhere I hope they're extending the comfort and relief that was absent for so much of this great man's life.
I'll miss him.
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