Kurt Vonnegut, 1922-2007. May flights of angels sing thee to thy rest, with Billy Pilgrim on backup.
Often hilarious and occasionally either brilliant or impenetrable, Vonnegut’s novels were and are talismans for my generation. His best work? Slaugherhouse-Five. His weirdest and most hopeful? God Bless You, Mr. Rosewater.
His website currently shows just a line drawing of a birdcage, with the door open and the bird flown.
Something tells me that he left clear instructions about that…
Requiem
