Ray Bradbury died today.
His bastard child* in mourning
*When I was an undergrad (probably around 1998-99), a gang of us drove down from Natchitoches to attend a lecture he gave at LSU. I forget the context--I think it was to do with writing--but after the enthusiastic response from the audience, he called us "the bastard children I never knew I had." I've claimed it with pride since he has been a writing father of mine for such a long time.