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I just learned that Al Curry died in his sleep last night. He was 59 years old. I am... stunned.
Al was a long-time Cincinnati fan, writer, and musician. He put out, for a time, a fanzine called Gnomenclature, which reflected his eclectic and humorous point of view on life. He was an excellent raconteur -- he had the Irish gift of blarney and could tell a tale better than anyone. He wrote the occasional story -- and I'm convinced that if he'd actually worked at marketing some of them, he could have been published in a professional market, as you could hear that wonderful speaking voice in his writing. Al was a definite Eire-phile; he actually lived for a few years in Ireland. Most recently, Al was living in Ann Arbor.
In recent years, Denise and I only had sporadic contact with Al, but for several years we were fairly close. Al was talented, funny, and somewhat bigger than life. It only makes sense that the bean sí would come for him on St. Patrick's Day.
Goodbye, Al -- we'll lift a dram of good Irish in your name, my friend!
Al was a long-time Cincinnati fan, writer, and musician. He put out, for a time, a fanzine called Gnomenclature, which reflected his eclectic and humorous point of view on life. He was an excellent raconteur -- he had the Irish gift of blarney and could tell a tale better than anyone. He wrote the occasional story -- and I'm convinced that if he'd actually worked at marketing some of them, he could have been published in a professional market, as you could hear that wonderful speaking voice in his writing. Al was a definite Eire-phile; he actually lived for a few years in Ireland. Most recently, Al was living in Ann Arbor.
In recent years, Denise and I only had sporadic contact with Al, but for several years we were fairly close. Al was talented, funny, and somewhat bigger than life. It only makes sense that the bean sí would come for him on St. Patrick's Day.
Goodbye, Al -- we'll lift a dram of good Irish in your name, my friend!
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That's way too young. I didn't see Al often, but I have such good memories of him.
May the road rise ever up to meet you, Al. You'll be missed.
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I never knew Al well, but was always glad to see him.
Sympathy to Shelley, and to all of his friends and family.
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