Forest J. Ackerman is dead.
I never knew the man, although of course I knew of him. He is a man who was never ashamed of his fandom, who made it his life as well as his living, who revelled in both the trappings and the people of sci-fi. As a result, he was loved.
The rest of us should be so lucky.
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