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What a great issue 👏 I really admire Vonnegut.

P.S. there's a quote that consistently resonates with me:

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“To practice any art, no matter how well or badly, is a way to make your soul grow. So do it.”

~ Kurt Vonnegut

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This is just the best! Always loved Kurt, now I feel like I know him better; more as a complete, real human being.

Thank you for this, I am sure I won't read anything better than this piece today. Plus I know I will be more mindful, pausing to experience the simple passing happinesses.

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Wow, thank you for saying that, Brad!

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I agree, farting around is our only purpose of our existence! 🤣

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Minor error: He was sent to France, not Dresden by the US army. It was the Wehrmacht that sent him to Dresden. Nice post, though, revealing yet sympathetic.

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Aha yes, good catch thank you!

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His unit was probably captured in the Hurtgen Forest in '44, dead of winter.

Suggest looking up the battle.

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What a delightful remembrance of one of my favorite writers--thank you! I knew he was married to the photographer Jill Krementz but I had never seen her wonderful portraits of him before. I named my first Labrador and second dog Montana Wildhack after the character in Slaughterhouse Five, and now all my dogs have the last name of Wildhack. I even named my property the Wildhack Ranch, and the little pond on it Lake Wildhack, in honor of both the dog and Vonnegut himself. Thanks again for this--it made my day.

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Wow that is incredible! Thank you for sharing. Jill has some spectacular photos of their lives published here that are really worth checking out

https://www.newyorksocialdiary.com/a-remembrance-of-summers-past-or-in-search-of-a-lost-time/

https://www.newyorksocialdiary.com/jill-krementz-photo-journal-city-sidewalks-pretty-sidewalks/

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Fabulous photos--a treasure trove. Thanks!

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My mother went to Shortridge HS with Vonnegut - same class.

Her father was an architect like Vonnegut’s and also lost his practice in the depression. Her mother was a bitter and angry woman - so many similarities. Mother admired Vonnegut and I think she identified with his pain. I read all his books. And I agree with his general outlook - how can one not? Thank you for this!

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Now I have permission to just “fart around.” I never realized that was possible. I haven’t lived. Thank you Kurt.

Great article.

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Kev and I call it “Tootin around” haha 💕 Lovely as every Bailey!

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Y'all are master Tooters!

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I like that .. We use the term ‘foofing’ 😉

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As *ever 😅

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I had no idea about all this tragedy in his life. I adore his writing, and the name pumpkin for a dog. I even wrote, secretly until now, one issue of Process in tribute to his writing style after being bowled over by yet another set of short stories. Even if I work a lifetime toward it, I will of course never write anything like him, but it felt good to try a little bit, as an homage https://wesley.substack.com/p/paris

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I’m convinced that dogs make us better human beings.

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Lovely post

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I loved this!!

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Thanks for this one. I loved every word and yes, you should definitely get a dog.

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Lovely, truly lovely post! TY

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Great read. I copied the quote: The writer once said: “It's a terrible waste to be happy and not notice it.”

Be well.

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I love you, merry Pumpkin! Thank you for making Kurt laugh.

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