Jack Cady died this past Wednesday. Jack wrote lots of different things, but I'll remember him mostly for "The Night We Buried Road Dog." He wrote a dozen novels, lots of shorter work in the science fiction, fantasy and horror genres, and won Nebula, Stoker and World Fantasy awards.

Here's a link to an obituary, if you'd like to know more.

Not much more to say, except that it makes you think, whenever one of the writers you've liked in the past is gone. I didn't know him other than through his work, but I'm sorry to learn of his death.

Curiously, in the Locus Index to Science Fiction, they list Jack as dying in 1997, so maybe he was living on borrowed time. Perhaps there's a story there.