tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484180326012950400.post692552931119406559..comments2024-03-27T23:55:17.673-07:00Comments on Flogging Babel: Jim Young, R.I.P.Michael Swanwickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18389836784776252022noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484180326012950400.post-37916100475571393212012-08-31T14:45:31.474-07:002012-08-31T14:45:31.474-07:00Thank you for your words. I've known Jim for ...Thank you for your words. I've known Jim for 40 years, but am always surprised by what I don't know. The local memorial service was filled with local fans telling tales of Jim and his fannish activity, I just wish I'd known more of his work after he left Minneapolis.Joycehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11206882464565250731noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484180326012950400.post-90618997924274162492012-06-22T13:22:49.914-07:002012-06-22T13:22:49.914-07:00Michael---
Is there any chance you'll be send...Michael---<br /><br />Is there any chance you'll be sending this fine piece to LOCUS so they might run it with Jim's obituary? I sent them a little piece but yours is much better than mine.<br /><br />---Gordon V.G.GordonVGhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09306312651179589213noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484180326012950400.post-26062922782831537252012-06-15T12:38:59.956-07:002012-06-15T12:38:59.956-07:00Thanks for writing this, Michael. Jim was a friend...Thanks for writing this, Michael. Jim was a friend of mine for some 25 years, and of John's for more than forty. His death is a huge shock to us, and the more disorienting because we are traveling out of the country and are disabled with cultural lag and jet lag. It just doesn't seem real. A little more than a week ago, he was, as far as we knew, doing okay, and now he's gone.<br /><br />In2004, when I was touring with Gwyneth Jones and L. Timmel Duchamp, Jim came to our reading in L.A., at <br />Dark Delicacies, in a torrential downpour that had been <br />going on for eight hours. The streets were four inches <br />deep with water, and the rain continued to pour down in <br />buckets. <br /><br />Jim drove up from Orange County in this miserable rain <br />to hear us. The wonderful Pam Noles also came to the store from somewhere only slightly closer. At the time<br /> they arrived, the owners of Dark Delicacies realized that they needed to close and build dikes around their house to hold back the flood waters, and Timmi, Gwyneth, Pam, Jim, and I swam to a nearby restaurant, where we sat around and talked for several hours. <br /><br />Jim, as I recall, talked about the foreign service, with a good amount of professional circumspection, and then he talked about being exposed to anthrax during the mail attacks in 2001 or 2002. He talked about everything in a dispassionate, analytical tone that was still, paradoxically, filled with feeling, a tone much like that of a friend of mine who was with the U.N. for thirty years. <br /><br />Later, back in our hotel room, Gwyneth asked me if Jim was reliable, if he was telling the truth. <br /><br />"Completely reliable," I said. <br /><br />"Well, then," she said, "that makes this whole trip worthwhile."Eileen Gunnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08142274562155993622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1484180326012950400.post-65646399990667945432012-06-13T12:31:17.934-07:002012-06-13T12:31:17.934-07:00A moving tribute to a writer I'd never read, a...A moving tribute to a writer I'd never read, and now shall. Thank you.Dariohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18080152840983156849noreply@blogger.com