(And Then I Wrote...) I'm not sure how I first met the late Ruth Rees... who died on 3 June, 2019, at the age of 91. She was an odd bird in many ways, a little old lady who lived alone in an apartment around the corner from the Baker Street underground station – near where Mr. Sherlock Holmes used to live, of course – and in many ways she was a relic from an age almost as old as Mr. Holmes.
It may be that our original connection was through science fiction; she had a cousin who ran a Blake's 7 fan club, BBC science fiction show from the 1960s that I otherwise know nothing about, and I had met the cousin at various British SF conventions.
Be that as it may, Ruth and I did connect and I always did enjoy visiting with her. More than ten years ago she wrote a little book about the Rosary, as one does... and she asked me to write an introduction. I was delighted to accept the challenge. This is what I sent:
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