I listened to the NPR report on the way home last night. I’m saddened to hear of his death. After reading “Death of a Salesman” in high school, I bought and read everything else he had written, one of my favorites being “The Crucible.” After that, I read Tennessee Williams, Harold Pinter, anything else I could get my hands on. It was really my first introduction to contemporary drama. I already knew I liked Shakespeare, having been entranced by Othello the year before, but I didn’t know until Miller that I could be just as entranced by contemporary plays. I went to see a contemporary play shortly after discovering Miller. When you live in a tiny town in the middle of nowhere, opportunities for such experiences are slim. I have been remiss, now that such opportunities abound, to take advantage of them. Perhaps this will be a reminder to appreciate this art more.