Isaac
Asimov died at the age of 72 on 6th April 1992. His death was a
great loss to the world.
I
enjoyed reading his Science Fiction novels and stories very much; I
bought an old 2-volume pack of his autobiography at a big discount a
while back, and found In Memory Yet Green and In Joy Still Felt just
as good.
I
like information, and these books are packed with it. He describes
his early life so well that reading about it made me feel as though I
had grown up in a poor area in 1930s New York myself.
I
like the way he puts his life into the context of the times; he comes
to realise that while his family were poor, they were not destitute
like others in the Depression era. He also puts his life and
personality into the context of other people's; he is balanced and
objective when interpreting his earlier behaviour and explaining
himself to his readers.
I
like the way he uses these books to pay off his old debts – of both
kinds. Better late than never. He thanks a teacher who let him go on
the school outing even though he hadn't qualified, and he thanks a
professor who had shown favouritism towards him. He also pays back a
few people he had grudges against!
I
like the way he makes the small stuff, the petty details of his life,
seem fascinating. I enjoyed reading about the food that he ate and
the books that he read.
I
like his honesty when he says that a lot of people couldn't stand
him, and that he failed to get into medical school because of the
offensive way he behaved at the interviews. Of course, he wrote this
as a rich, famous, adored and successful author who had moved on and
could afford to look back with amusement at his past failures and
deficiencies; he could offset the bad with the good.
