Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., 1922-2007
And so it goes...
I'm still a little too shocked to say much right now. I guess I'd always assumed he'd never die.
Like my opinion matters, but Kurt Vonnegut was a Good American: the type of American most of us should be, but rarely find the time, the nerve, or the sense to be. It'll take a lot of us stepping up to fill the void he left.
...The right words just aren't coming to me. Heck, even the wrong ones seem to be on tape-delay.
I'll miss you, Mr. Vonnegut, like I miss all Cranky Old Men. In pace requiescat!
If anyone wants me, I'll be standing...
...in the shadow of Musket Mountain, when the sun goes down.
I'm still a little too shocked to say much right now. I guess I'd always assumed he'd never die.
Like my opinion matters, but Kurt Vonnegut was a Good American: the type of American most of us should be, but rarely find the time, the nerve, or the sense to be. It'll take a lot of us stepping up to fill the void he left.
...The right words just aren't coming to me. Heck, even the wrong ones seem to be on tape-delay.
I'll miss you, Mr. Vonnegut, like I miss all Cranky Old Men. In pace requiescat!
If anyone wants me, I'll be standing...
...in the shadow of Musket Mountain, when the sun goes down.