Your Uncle Dave can’t even begin to imagine what his life would have been like without having read, starting at age 8, science fiction written by Bradbury and his contemporaries.
Ray Bradbury, whose books took readers on imaginary journeys to the outermost edges of the galaxy without leaving their own back yards, has died at age 91, according to published reports. The author of classic books such as “Fahrenheit 451″ and “The Martian Chronicles” was born in Waukegan, Ill, on Aug. 22, 1920, the son of a utility lineman. He was living in Los Angeles at the time of his death, his home for the past several decades.
I started reading Science Fiction in 1955.
Rest in Peace Ray.
Please Orbit the planet earth for us.
A fellow Tea Partyer, he’ll be missed.
A liberal free thinker that would have likely been executed by the church. He will be missed.
I think the medieval Church would have executed both of us, but maybe here is not really the right time or place to fan flames. GWB was the one that honored him with an achievement award.
With all deference and condolences to his family and friends, wouldn’t it be great if he could be buried on Mars?
Sheila
http://survivingsurvivalism.com
Loved his stuff from the day I first bought a paperback from the corner general store. It wasn’t just his SF/fantasy skills that got me, either.
I’ll bet not many in here know of his short stories about Ireland, i.e. “The Beggar on O’Connell Bridge”, “The Anthem Sprinters” etc. Caught the spirit of that world with his witty prose, shows how versatile he was. Check them out, you won’t be disappointed.
They were in a collection called The Machinery of Joy, I think…sadly hard to find. I hope they put out a complete anthology like they did with JG Ballard’s work (another genius).
Ray Bradbury was a great man. He wrote science-fiction in a way that appealed to the layman. Fahrenheit 451, several shorts, etc. He had a nostalgia for literature as a work of art.
Bradbury, Heinlein, Asimov, Clarke.
My library would not be complete without them.
The Sony Walkman reminded me of the seashell radios from Fahrenheit 451. One writer wrote that this was a prediction of Bluetooth. Also from that novel were the wall-sized TV sets that didn’t have an off button.
Ray Bradbury had a respect for the reader that came through in his writing. Other writers wrote science fiction, speculative fiction, etc. Ray Bradbury always seemed to be writing for his reader.
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