Writer Arthur C. Clarke dies at 90. From the Obituary on Wired News:

“Sometimes I am asked how I would like to be remembered,” Clarke said recently. “I have had a diverse career as a writer, underwater explorer and space promoter. Of all these, I would like to be remembered as a writer.”

From 1950, he began a prolific output of both fiction and nonfiction, sometimes publishing three books in a year. [..] Some of his best-known books are “Childhood’s End,” 1953; “The City and The Stars,” 1956; “The Nine Billion Names of God,” 1967; “Rendezvous with Rama,” 1973; “Imperial Earth,” 1975; and “The Songs of Distant Earth,” 1986.


I just noticed in my Palm that it’s exactly ten years ago today that my maternal grandfather, Hendrikus Theodorus Schoonhoven, died. That’s a picture of us on the right here. I’m the one with the funky socks. He was born prematurely in 1911 and, because his father feared hospitals, taken home instead of placed in an incubator. Covered in vaseline and wrapped in sheepskin he did survive. He married my grandmother Everdina Petronella de Waal in 1938, served in the Navy in Den Helder during WWII. Had 3 children, one of which my mum. He died aged 84.