Strip 461 -- First Seen: 2010-06-14
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Remembering L. Neil Smith
I've been having a hard time putting words down here. This is my third attempt at putting together a suitable, or at least coherent, collection of remarks about my friend who discorporated this last August 27th.
I use the term discorporated because that was a euphemism favored by Robert A. Heinlein, the grand master of classic sci-fi who was the author Neil most admired and sought to model his own work upon. It seems appropriate here. One of Neil's most-prized possessions was a letter he received, early in his career, from RAH himself, who told the younger Neil that he had found the correct balance of action, romance, and philosophy in his stories.
I've only known Neil since the late 1990s (which was HOW many years ago? Geebus) but he had a fairly large impact on my life. I found him via The Libertarian Enterprise web-magazine and presumptuously sent a graphic of The Bill of Rights bursting through the Eurostyle don't do this symbol which I'd rendered out in 3D Studio Max, and was an improvement on the low-rez drawing he had put together himself.
So we exchanged e-mails and I made some more art for him on occasion and next thing I knew we were making The Probability Broach: The Graphic Novel together and then I had moved from southern California to Cheyenne, Wyoming, partly to be closer to him as we collaborated on Roswell, Texas and Phoebus Krumm. However. after that Neil wanted to do a sequel to Roswell but I'd gotten tired of the 1950s and wanted to make stories set in the future – which I did when I embarked on my own QUANTUM VIBE series.
Were it not for Neil I don't think there would be a QUANTUM VIBE, or at least nothing closely resembling it. I learned much about storytelling by working with him, and by our association I acquired the core of an audience which sustains me to this day.
We remained friends and I continued to drive the 50 miles from Cheyenne to Fort Collins to hang out with him in the bleachers of the local ice-skating rink, where we chatted while also watching Neil's wife and daughter skating on the ice. On occasion I brought my sons down to join with them and I hope I wasn't too embarrassing as I stumbled around.
But then my wife, E.J., discorporated 40 years early and my family in Texas beckoned my sons and me home to heal, which we did. Neil continued writing stories, maintaining his optimism despite his declining health – he once told me he intended to be the world's first 400-year-old diabetic. I had hoped to return to Fort Collins once or twice to visit, but circumstances prevented me from making the trip, even for his Libertarian Futurist Society Lifetime Award acceptance in 2016.
Another friend of mine likes to speak of having an immortality project, something one does while in the world that makes an effect that continues after one has gone. Neil's immortality project, aside from his daughter Rylla, was his stories, which deserve to be remembered long after all of us have discorporated, ourselves.
IGG Campaign Concludes
A Message From Alyss
So, we fell just a few hundred short of our goal, but that's okay, because it's a "Flexible Goal" meaning we still get the funds raised (minus Indiegogo's cut) so we can and will fulfill the promised perks.
We are grateful to all who contributed, and yes you are all now founding members of the "Free Cosmos Project," with all the privileges membership entitles you thereto. (Unless you don't want the honor, we'll respect that too.) Which for now means we'll be whipping up a spiffy little Certificate for each of you, physical versions sent out with the physical books requested, and PDF versions for the rest.
Indiegogo will disburse the funds to us soon. And we've already got the ball rolling printing books, and postcards, as well as the above-mentioned FCP certificates. And we'll be talking a bit more about the Free Cosmos Project in the coming weeks.
Thanks again and click on, me hearties, click on.
The Transcript For This Page
Large panel. Elevated view of a private Lunar colony. Essentially, a dozen Quonset huts and domes of varying sizes, some of them connected by above-ground sealed passageways (other passageways are underground). We can see a few ground vehicles of various sizes moving around.
Caption: 'Spanish Lookout' was the name of a Lunar Mennonite colony. It was a split-away group from the Mennonite enclave at Spanish Lookout in Belize.
Caption: Contrary to popular belief, not all Mennonites shun technology. The Belize colony, for example, specialized in auto parts and repair.
Caption: Their Lunar brethren preserved that tradition by specializing in repairing moon buggies, jump rockets, environmental maintenance units and the like.
Medium shot of the same emergency vehicle we saw in the previous strip, flying about 500 meters over the lunar-scape, on rockets in its underside and backside(the wheels are for traversing short distances on the surface).
Caption: the Lunar Mennonites operated a free emergency rescue and disaster relief service much like the Mennonite Disaster Service organization in North America. Even though other Lunar settlers jokingly referred to the colony as 'Moonnonites,' they actually had a great deal of respect for them.
Caption: Everyone knew that if disaster struck, they could always count on help from their 'Moonnonite' neighbors. So when the Tower's emergency alarms broadcast distress signals to all Lunar settlements, the Spanish Lookout Search and Rescue service was one of the first responders.