Notable Quote: “Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get.

Children: Susan Bradbury, Ramona Bradbury, Bettina Bradbury, Alexandra Bradbury.

Spouse: Marguerite 'Maggie' McClure (m.Selected Awards and Honors: Prometheus Award (1984), Emmy Award (1994), Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters from the National Book Foundation (2000), National Medal of Arts (2004), Special Citation by the Pulitzer Prize jury (2007).Selected Works: The Martian Chronicles (1950), Fahrenheit 451 (1953), Dandelion Wine (1957), Something Wicked This Way Comes (1962), I Sing the Body Electric (1969).Parents: Leonard Spaulding Bradbury and Esther Bradbury (née Moberg).Born: August 22, 1920 in Waukegan, Illinois.Known For: American science fiction author.Don't go in expecting lasers or stories of science saving the day, but it's about the foolishness of living beings - earthman and martian alike, and at times a glimpse of their possible greatness. What more they want? They make almost as good money as a white man, but there they go.” What they want, anyway? Here’s the poll tax gone, and more and more states passin’ anti-lynchin’ bills, and all kinds of equal rights. All the black people in the Southern US leaving at once, and the rage and cruelty of the men wondering why they're all leaving: One of the most startling sections is the chapter 'Way in the Middle of the Air', about a group of white men in the southern US reacting to black people leaving for Mars to be the next settlers. It starts with the first expeditions, then the settlers, then - well, I don't want get into spoilers, but this is not 'rah rah rah humanity is so amazing and cool we rule!' But more the slow grinding down of history. The book is presented as a series of short stories of the earthmen who come to Mars, and the response - or lack of it sometimes - by the native inhabitants. Stories that were funny at one angle but you turn your head two inches to the side and you see something very terrifying beneath.

What I didn't expect was a series of short stories that were science fiction, but more.

Maybe it was because I finally read all of the 'Tom Corbet: Space Cadet' books last year (a goal since I was a pre-teen and ran across the first volume of the 1950's sci-fi where people hunted dinosaurs on Venus and people hadn't considered the idea of a computer having a screen), but I expected more of the same: big brassy rockets, maybe a bit of John Carter of Mars action, and other 'classic sci-fi' conceptions. I'd often heard they were a masterpiece of science fiction, and just hadn't put them on my list. For some time I've had on my list 'The Martian Chronicles' by Ray Bradbury.

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