Yeah, he's up in heaven with Isaac Asimov and Kurt Vonnegut right now. I spent this holiday at the beach, and cooked ribs, while Tom sat alone, making up his mind. Nothing I could do anyway: I met him once, I'm hundreds of miles away, and his problems were complex; still I feel guilty somehow. Once again, a story by Disch has upset me, shocked me, and made me wonder.
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Date: 2008-07-07 08:45 pm (UTC)