Long before the New Wave of the '60s broke free both of the conventions of genre science fiction and conventional thought, Robert Sheckley had leapt the barricades and gone into the streets; a solo mission. It's been a hard life -- years of laboring for five cents a word, the censure and neglect of oblivious time, confinement to the Bastille of genre writing -- but it's a life that has immeasurably enhanced many of our own.
Thank you, Mr. Sheckley
