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Mar. 12th, 2003 12:00 amHappy Birthday, Douglas Adams. You would have been 51 today.
Dear Mr Adams,
I feel incredibly privileged to have met you twice in my life, but there are still so many things I would like to say to you. I never thanked you for changing my life, for making me a better person, and most especially for making me the person I am today. I wish you had known how much your books meant to me, how much you meant to me. Even though I never knew you, I always thought of you as my friend, someone I could confide in and trust with my deepest secrets. I knew I could always turn to you for comfort when I was feeling down, and you would never fail to cheer me up, because that's the kind of friend you were to me -- the best friend anyone could ever have. I wish I had told you that when I met you. Without your books I would not be the person I am today -- your humour, unique perspective on life, and most importantly your kindness and generosity showed me how to live, and how to enjoy the life I have. Your humourous writing helped me survive the bleakest years of my life, I honestly don't think I could have made it without you. And not just you: through my love of your works, I discovered many other wonderful people I love and cherish today -- I found my beloved Neil Gaiman, and rediscovered Monty Python, whom I knew as a child but never understood until I knew you. I wish I could have told you how much finding these people meant to me, how much a part of my personality they have become, and it's all thanks to you. I miss you. I never even knew you, but I miss you. I feel like a part of me is gone, because you are not there. Your words have inspired me, delighted me, comforted me, given me friends when I was all alone. And you will never know.
Happy Birthday my friend. You are gone, but never, ever, forgotten.
Dear Mr Adams,
I feel incredibly privileged to have met you twice in my life, but there are still so many things I would like to say to you. I never thanked you for changing my life, for making me a better person, and most especially for making me the person I am today. I wish you had known how much your books meant to me, how much you meant to me. Even though I never knew you, I always thought of you as my friend, someone I could confide in and trust with my deepest secrets. I knew I could always turn to you for comfort when I was feeling down, and you would never fail to cheer me up, because that's the kind of friend you were to me -- the best friend anyone could ever have. I wish I had told you that when I met you. Without your books I would not be the person I am today -- your humour, unique perspective on life, and most importantly your kindness and generosity showed me how to live, and how to enjoy the life I have. Your humourous writing helped me survive the bleakest years of my life, I honestly don't think I could have made it without you. And not just you: through my love of your works, I discovered many other wonderful people I love and cherish today -- I found my beloved Neil Gaiman, and rediscovered Monty Python, whom I knew as a child but never understood until I knew you. I wish I could have told you how much finding these people meant to me, how much a part of my personality they have become, and it's all thanks to you. I miss you. I never even knew you, but I miss you. I feel like a part of me is gone, because you are not there. Your words have inspired me, delighted me, comforted me, given me friends when I was all alone. And you will never know.
Happy Birthday my friend. You are gone, but never, ever, forgotten.
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Date: 2003-03-11 05:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-03-12 03:02 pm (UTC)Yes, you absolutely should.
And don't forget to read Last Chance to See, his best and most important work.
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Date: 2003-03-16 09:53 am (UTC)We're asking people to give donations to charity instead of buying us wedding presents, and one of the charities we've chosen is the Mauritius Wildlife Foundation, on the strength of that book.