Wednesday, June 06, 2012
There Will Come Soft Rains....
Word comes today that Ray Bradbury has died.
Once upon a time I made it my life's mission to find every Bradbury book in print. Long before I knew the concept of "ordering" books, I would enter any store with a rack of paperbacks (those were the days!) and scour them for a copy of anything with Bradury's name on it that I didn't already have.
He still remains, for purely sentimental reasons, my favorite writer.
I think the only way to honor the day is to turn my cell phone off in his memory;* and perhaps walk about tonight, instead of watching TV.
*This may be more obscure than the other, but to this day I can't watch people walking around with a cell phone jammed to their ear and relating every thought currently on their minds to the air and someone on the other end, without thinking of Bradbury.
Posted by Rmj at 9:44 AM