Wow, I happened to see this just as I was about to go to bed. Vonnegut was one of my favorite authors. I remember reading “Breakfast of Champions” on a plane when traveling to California and the guy next to me thought it was about Wheaties. I tried to explain it to him, but he just didn’t get it.
Rest in peace, Kurt.
If the NYT times wants you to sign over your first born, don’t forget about BugmeNot.