In memorial: I will miss Terry.
And dammit, Alzheimer's is a bastard.
I've always kept a Discworld novel in reserve for when something bad happens. Those books have gotten me through the worst times ever.
A couple of years ago, we attended the North American Disc World convention in Baltimore. Which, Sir Terry was only able to attend via teleconference -- because he had to write, not because he was sick.
The notion of humans as where the rising ape meets the falling angel -- of a being stuck between two worlds -- from Hogfather, really stuck with me. As did the idea that we have to believe the little lies before we can believe in the big ones -- you know, Truth, Duty, and Mercy.
Terry taught me something very important: Things don't have to exist materially to matter. To mean something. To change lives, and to affect the world.
And Terry will continue to matter.
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We knew it was coming, but that doesn't mean I won't cry.
ReplyDeleteI found a novel of his: The bromeliad trilogy. Original copyright 1989. Due to this, my lunch involved a lot of deep, sincere laughter. Thank you, Sir Terry, for easing even this.
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