On Tue, 31 Jul 2001, John Cowan wrote:
Ill tidings for sooth!
>Poul Anderson has left Alta Bates sickstead in Berkeley and is in deathstead
>dearness at the Anderson home in Orinda. His daughter Astrid, his brother John
>and his sibchild Janet are flying in today to be with him. When I spoke with
>Poul the day before yesterday, he was weak but clear; both Poul and Karen
>welcome bernstonish writs. Their bernstone home is trigonier@earthlink.net
Why "sibchild" and not sisterdaughter?
>
>Karen has underlifted Poul with heart and makerishness during his month-long
>stay at Alta Bates. She has made meals of many small and tasty bites
>that would fortry him when he was not befelt to eat; she has set her
>foodthings to his foodly pinchings, and provided alltime breadsharership and
>relief from the discomfort and strain of sicksteaddom. Poul, not
>unforeseenly, has shown heart in the face of what was not, at the
>beginning, escapeless, but extremely difficult. Now the escapeless has
>come, and it is likely a mass of days.
"Extremely"? "Difficult"? "Mass"?
>
>My own loss is made hard by the fact that I cannot be with them at this
>time, and that I stand to lose not just a great father in law, but one of my
>bestliked writers. Both Poul and Karen have provided enlarged inbreathing over
>the tenyears to me and to hundreds of thousands, perhaps greatthousands, of
>others.
"Provided"?
>
>Please pass this writ to others not on the list, who might wish to outshow
>their love and increaseness.
"Increaseness"?
>
>Greg Bear
>
>(Translated into Ander-Saxon by John Cowan)
Thanks for sharing this with us! - even if it is not welcome
news. I suppose in your grief, horrible Latinisms can be
forgiven!
Padraic.
>
>--
>John Cowan cowan@ccil.org
>One art/there is/no less/no more/All things/to do/with sparks/galore
> --Douglas Hofstadter
>