Ad Astra Young Man

There was this fence where we pressed our faces and felt the wind turn warm and held to the fence and forgot who we were or where we came from but dreamed of who we might be and where we might go..

I bid you well on your way to the Summerlands, Ray Bradbury.
You informed my childhood and young adulthood with the deep mystique of the relationship between Space and Humanity.The world is a better place for you having been upon it.
See you, as it were, later.

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