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Friday, June 8, 2012

In Memory of Ray Bradbury

On Tuesday, June 5, Ray Bradbury passed away at 91. For many of us who love science fiction, it was a sad moment.

Ray Bradbury holds a special place in my literary heart. I first came across him during my sophomore year of high school. Amidst reading Shakespeare, my teacher encouraged us to try other authors. I don’t recall how I initially ended up with Fahrenheit 451,only that it was on her shelves. Perhaps she recognized the closet geek in me. Perhaps it was sheer luck. Either way, the story captivated me and was the only book in high school that an English teacher gave me that I couldn’t put down.

For me, Ray Bradbury represents the author that made me a science fiction fan. Before, I’d read truckloads of Star Wars and Star Trek novels, but I’d never delved into science fiction beyond that. Loving Star Wars and Star Trek is not necessarily synonymous with loving science fiction. Fahrenheit 451 taught me the joys of a deep and compelling tale. It resonated with the place inside me that always wrestled with questions of human nature, choice, and the power of courage and goodness. It also connected with my deep and abiding love of books.

The science fiction community has lost a great author, but one whom we can learn from and build upon. My prayers to Bradbury’s family and friends. He is greatly honored and will be sorely missed.


  1. Beautiful post! I discovered Bradbury in high school as well and read everything I could get my hands on. My all time favorite Bradbury book is Something Wicked This Way Comes. I still have my original dog-eared, yellowed paperback but won't part with it. I've read it over and over again throughout the years.

    Such a wonderful talent we lost with Mr. Bradbury's passing.

  2. Farenheight 451 was the book that opened my eyes to reading as entertainment. It was 7th grade for me, and though I remember there being some things I didn't understand about the book, it was way more fun to read than the others we explored in middle-school English.

    I might even read it again in the coming weeks to celebrate Bradbury's life.