I just saw that Daniel Stern has died. I won't lie; I didn't know him. His was a name that I'd seen -- perhaps I've read a short story by him, but I'm not really sure. But in reading the obituary (and especially the final grafs), I find that I must pick up one of his collections. The characters sound intriguing and the wit behind the stories sounds inspiring. Or maybe it's just that the winter has turned cold and I want to be in motion.
