- For those who haven't heard, this rather sad
message was circulated today by Greg Bear, Poul
Anderson's son-in-law. (I haven't included the photos he
mentions.)<br><br>Stan<br><br>>>>>><br><br>Friends,<br><br>Poul Anderson passed away last night, July 31-August
1, around midnight. During the afternoon, he
received hundreds of emails and messages from<br>friends
and readers and fellow writers, which Astrid and
Karen printed out and read to him. He died knowing (and
how!) that he was loved and valued, and hearing how
much his work had entertained and moved so many.
Though he<br>was weak at the end, there was no loss of
mental capacity, and my last conversation with him was
slow but sparkling with the curiosity
and<br>deep-seated gentlemanliness that Poul always had, and which
was, I think, built into his whole body and
being.<br><br>He is survived by his wife and writing partner,
Karen, his daughter Astrid, brother John, grandchildren
Erik and Alexandra, nieces Janet and Cathy, and by
millions of readers.<br><br>There will be a memorial,
probably this Saturday, in the Bay Area, details not yet
worked out; I will send them later. I hope no one minds
my inserting two of my favorite photographs of Poul,
one of him as a child with his mother, Astrid, and
one of Poul and Karen, visiting our house and reading
an essay written by Erik, with obvious delight. This
is the Poul I will remember. And on our shelves,
many dozens of books, waiting to be re-read, and some
more waiting to be
- I like the beginning of the story but was not the subject of the flash fiction a box? or did I miss one?
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