Frederick Pohl died Monday at the age of ninety-three. One of the last remaining links to the beginnings of science fiction, Pohl was not only a great author, but an agent and editor as well. He was also a veteran of World War II, serving in the U.S. Army in Italy.
Pohl was one of the memorable writers who helped me come to love the idea that there was more to the world than what I could see in front of me. Thank you for that, sir. My thoughts and prayers to Elizabeth, your wife of twenty-nine years, and to the three daughters, son and grandchildren and great-grandchildren who will miss you so much more than I will.
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