I’m not sure I’m sad and yet I do feel a sense of loss for Kurt Vonnegut, much like I felt when Elliot Smith died, or even Kurt Cobain. All of them created works that affected me in some way and without them it seems like we have lost people who had a voice that was strong, a voice that affected many people, that spoke to many of us on several levels.
I haven’t read any Vonnegut for years. I have all the books still, packed in boxes at my Mother’s house in Palos Verdes. Last time I looked at them I didn’t put enough value in them to bring them home to Seattle, they didn’t speak to me enough anymore, I’d gotten the message they had to offer.
I don’t think I’ll pick up any of books soon, but surely in the future I’ll pick some of them up again, and be entertained by Kurt’s amazing take on the world.
Never met him, but I got something from him. Thank you.