Gene Wolfe passed away on Sunday night, and my dear friend CSE Cooney wrote about him, his mentorship and their friendship.
I met her because of him, and met him because of her, and I’ll let her say all the rest. I’m so grateful to have met him. He was very kind to a posse of fey girls trouping around him with poetry chapbooks over a decade ago, and that’s how I’ll remember him: kind, and merry, and thoughtful, and deeply tender towards my friend.
My deepest condolences to all who knew and loved him.