I'm looking at a photo. Bob, somehow the real center of the wedding
picture, standing slightly askance while SWMBO & I answer "I
do" to the fey judge's interrogatives.
Unforgettable short stories that I read & reread and then read
again because they made me smile - and consider.
There was a sweetness about Bob that is lacking in so many of the
rest of us. Mankind is diminished by his passing.
There was a parcel of him that did not recognize his worth. "I
write stories for fifteen year olds," he once said with a rather
deprecating shrug. Perhaps he did, but half a century later those
stories remain as bright whimsical memories that still bring forth
a smile. Man is diminshed by his passing.
He was plagerized by ... nearly everyone who came after. Art is
diminished by his passing.
In the Afterworld there is a tiny Mediterranean Isle , with sunny
beachs, clear skies and a secret passage to Metropolis for those
moments when Metropolis is needed.
Adios Roberto - hasta la vista - I am diminished ...
....rmk
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