One of my most beloved childhood heroes has died-- Ray Bradbury. A
knight of free speech. A prolific writer, even after his body crumbled. A
warm, funny, encouraging man who ALWAYS spoke his mind while others
mumbled and kept silent. A perfect
example of the American dream at work-- of how a poor Illinois boy,
child of the Depression, can become a Great American Man of Letters. An
incredibly imaginative writer who brought poetry and humanity to science
fiction and fantasy like no other author. A man whose "Ray Bradbury Theater" gave me hints of how exciting being a writer can be, when I was a boy. If there is somehow a God,
then bless Ray Bradbury and his memory eternally.
When Bradbury was a boy, a defrocked minister performing in a carnival under the name of Electrico told Ray to "Live forever!" And Ray will.
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