Author Jay Lake
died a week ago today, and people have been posting Jay Lake stories.
My story is small.
At the same time he was suffering through his slow death from cancer, so was my sister. He spoke very freely about symptoms and troubles, often the same as hers, which she and I talked about. It made her feel less alone. One day she had a specific question, so I asked it as a comment to a post on his blog. He answered promptly and honestly, with useful suggestions and best wishes.
It’s not much of a story, but it tells one true thing about Jay. He did not know me at all, much less my sister, but he was always glad to help anyone any way he could.
I’ll miss him.
— Sue Burke