Thursday, April 12, 2007


Sometime after The Hardy Boys and James Bond, I pretty much quit reading books for several years.

In my freshman year in Congress, Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. brought me back. He made reading fun.

His writing was simple. It was playful. It was deeply cynical. And quite often it was right on target.

He's dead now.

If you haven't already, go read Breakfast of Champions or Slaughterhouse Five or Cat's Cradle.

R.I.P. old man.

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