My favorite frequent commenter over at Dean's World, Steven Malcolm Anderson, has died suddenly. I am surprised at how sad I am. I never met the man and all that I knew about him was what he wrote, but I feel that I have lost a friend.
How is it that I feel so bad about a man I never met? Many authors, actors, and performers that I knew have died. What was different about Steven? I suppose it was that I didn't just read what he wrote, but responded to him, and he would sometimes respond to me. We interacted, even if only through the comments at Dean's World. We were aware of each other, not merely as a collection of written ideas, but as living souls.
Rest in Peace, Steven Malcolm Anderson.