Ray Bradbury has died at age 91 in Los Angeles. I have vivid memories of discovering and devouring Bradbury short stories over the summer as a young teen. I read every book I could get my hands on by Bradbury, starting first with Fahrenheit 451 and Something Wicked This Way Comes, and then moving into his short stories, which I enjoyed far more than his novels. Each story was a world in itself, a place to visit briefly, to immerse oneself in and be transported. They were stories that were meant to dazzle, amaze and shock.
I can’t think of a better way to spend a hot summer day than some shade, a cool drink and a new Bradbury short story.