I cannot say that I knew Mike Ford, outside of his writing, and a couple of fleeting bits of e-mail correspondence, once upon a time. But I will say this:
I hope that one day, when it comes my time to go, that I am remembered as well and by as many good people as he.
Thank you for all the words and the stories. Best speed, sir.
I had not heard about it yet. I share your melancholy. As I was fortunate enough to have grown up and been introduced to SF in Minnesota (a state rich in its collection of authors), I met Mike. I won’t pretend I knew him well. But he will most definitely be missed.