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| | Asimov and Me, an original article by Michael A. Burstein |
 | | The same thing had just happened in front of me. Whoever this man was, he was a friend of Asimov's, and I realized that this great writer was, after all, just another human being like any other, with friends, and family, and a life of his own. |
 | | I have no idea what his thoughts were that day, but perhaps he felt the acute waste of the time he was spending at a booksigning, time much better spent in writing. |
 | | It was the first and only time in my life that I ever saw his daughter Robyn or heard her speak, and when she mentioned how she never felt like she was "Isaac Asimov's daughter," but rather, simply, her father's daughter, there were tears in my eyes. |
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