Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., my favorite author by far, has died. I am, of course, saddened by this. But at the same time, I feel happy for him. He had a full life, he had written all that he was going to write. Everyone has to go at some time, you know. He still inspires me, and I would feel great to live to his age and contribute even one hundredth of what he has to the world. He was a great example of what a human can accomplish. May there be more Kurt Vonneguts to come on this earth.