Vonnegut was born and raised in Indianapolis. Though he hadn't lived in the city for over 30 years, he still kept ties to Indy. He was scheduled to speak there at an event in his honor recently, but had to cancel. The reasoning for the cancelation was Vonnegut was still suffering from injuries sustained from a fall at his Manhattan home several weeks ago.
Those injuries took his live last night. He was 84.
Vonnegut wrote the great novel Slaughterhouse Five years after witnessing first hand the World war II Allied fire bombing of a German civilian target: The city of Dresden. Matt at Sunday Morning Quarterback writes a beautiful send off to Vonnegut. Like me, matt is guilty of the sin of never reading Slaughterhouse Five. Unlike me, Matt is able to tastefully articulate just how important Vonnegut was (and still is) for writers everywhere: