Three ways I'll remember him:
When I was an impressionable kid, I read his short story, "Descending," which burned itself into my consciousness, never to scar over.
As co-editor of The Alchemy of Stars, I tried via proxy to get reprint permission from him to allow his Rhysling Award-winning poem, "On Science Fiction," to appear in the book. He refused three times, each time with more rancor, leaving us all puzzled. But:
At ReaderCon two years ago, he made an impromptu stop at the Science Fiction Poetry Assocation table, sat down beside myself and ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
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May his rest be peaceful.