RIP Science Fiction writer Jack Haldeman. Damn. From a listserv:
This from Jack's daughter Lori, via Jane Yolen:
Jack Carroll Haldeman, II — December 11, 1941 – January 1, 2002.
Brother. Father. Husband. Friend.
True to form, he chose a moment when nobody was looking at him– he always
did cringe at being the center of attention. He went peacefully, as the
family was sitting around him, telling jokes and laughing.
The URL given is down. The link below is to the Google archive:
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