Nearly 20 years ago I was out to dinner with my girlfriend and who is sitting at the table next to us other than Kurt Vonnegut. He took a liking to my companion and basically pulled our table over to his as we listened to him regale us with stories. The man lived.
I can't say if he was universally nice, but on that night he was nice, charming, and a pleasure to eat dinner with.
I can't say if he was universally nice, but on that night he was nice, charming, and a pleasure to eat dinner with.