
He loved everybody, most of the time, but he loved the people of the clacks especially.
#Unteralterbach 100% save file cracked#
I will remember to the end of my life the way that his reserve cracked a little when I gave him his “hacker” ribbon at Penguicon 2003 – how the child who’d been told he couldn’t be a programmer because he was “no good at maths” felt on finally knowing, all the way down, that we accepted him as one of our own.īecause Terry loved us. It sucks that I’ll never get to teach him pistol 102. Everything he wrote celebrated intelligence and kindness. How he laughed at humanity’s foibles without descending into bitterness. How his comedy mellowed and broadened into deep wisdom. IMO, the proper tribute is to keep his name not in excess and useless reply headers but in our hearts, thoughts, and actions. What – you think Terry would want us to increase the clacks overhead on his behalf? No, no I don’t claim to have been a really close friend of his, but I knew him for enough years and through enough conversation to object that that wasn’t like him at all. I don’t think I knew Terry well enough to give him the tribute he really deserved, so this will have to do. Here’s a very slightly improved version of what I said on G+. And as I was commenting about it on G+ I found myself crying. I’ve been kind of numb about it before now, but today I learned abut this proposal for GNU Terry Pratchett. I think Terry Pratchett’s death finally hit home for me today.
