It’s hard for me to express how much I have loved Oliver Sacks and his work. Like many people I know, I first heard of him because of the movie Awakenings. I forgot about the movie fairly quickly, but immediately went on to devour every book he had written.
A couple of years ago when I got a gift card for Barnes and Noble at Christmas, I immediately used it to get his latest book Hallucinations, and to replace my worn copy of The Man Who Mistook His Wife For a Hat.
When I was looking for blurbs for The World’s Strongest Librarian, my editor, agent and I thought my story might be of interest to a man with such an immoderate fascination in brains gone wrong. We received a very gracious denial, stating that Mr. Sacks’ eyesight was already so poor that he was no longer able to read as he wished.
He is now 81 and has written an op-ed about a sobering development in his health. It is worth the time to read it.
Mr. Sacks, thank you for everything. You are loved and always will be.