Remembering Howard (Patreon)

Today is the anniversary of Mr. Lovecraft's passing, and also the year I surpass him in age. I turned 47 on March 11th. He always spoke of himself as far older, even referring to himself as Grandpa in letters to his aunts, so actually *being* older than him feels bizarre, and a little sad. He should have lived for decades longer, and seen even a little of the acclaim his work would garner.

Let's all raise a glass of coffee, a doughnut, or a scoop of ice cream to the Old Gent!