“All the other species are dying and so will we. I’m whistling as I walk past the graveyard… whistling as beautifully as I can.”
– from Happy Birthday, Wanda June by Kurt Vonnegut, 1922-2007
“He’s the closest thing we’ve had to Voltaire.”
– Tom Wolfe
About The Year of Vonnegut in Indianapolis, IN.
I’m so saddened of the loss of Vonnegut. He was to speak here last night. His son came in his place. He had missed having a home all these years. He wrote a wonderfully funny poem about people in Indiana. I’ll try to find a copy. Love to you Spencer…
Hi Julie — lovely to hear from you, albeit for sad reasons.
If you find that poem, please do pass it along. I’m also hoping a transcript of his final speech is posted somewhere eventually, perhaps on vonnegut.com once it’s back in post-mourning commission.