Ray turned 88. I had heard that he was bedridden, but it seems he’s well enough to get out a bit and hang at bookstores for signings.

I am going to write him a letter and tell him how much of an influence he was on my life. Every time I do something like this the recipient dies before the letter gets there, so I am a little nervous. Using snail mail is also not so easy anymore. Who has envelopes and first class stamps, nowadays?

I have Dandelion Wine on my iPod and listen to it a little at a time – sipping it slowly so that I can enjoy the flavor.

Ray Bradbury C/O
HarperCollins Publishers Inc.
10 East 53rd Street
New York, New York 10022