On September 28, 1988 (23 years ago today), my dad died of a massive rupture of his aorta. A little more than a year ago I wrote a blog post about it which says pretty much all I needed to say:
I am a professional librarian and a part-time writer that's working to do that the other way around. I currently live in North Texas in the lovely city of Denton (“The Home of Happiness“) with my lovely wife and the obligatory demon-spawn cats. When not writing, gaming, or watching cheezy kung-fu flicks, I can sometimes be found in a pub (or the American equivalent) enjoying a fine brew.
Shedrick
Serial Distractions 