"But the two spacemen, though they didn't refer to it - were not concerned with the [Professor Pettibone's] body so much as with the aura of completeness, the radiation of completeness which came from somewhere within."
Wonderful story.
I didn't find it weird, just poignant.
If one is at peace with one's self and what they are, what need have they of the larger society that surrounds them?
I say this as someone who happy and content to "be on The Spectrum".
Professor Pettibone has been marooned on Mars for 20 years. His shipmates have perished. In those 20 years, he has gotten up every morning, dressed in what remains of his spacesuit recited a little ditty he’s learned in childhood to the sun. He gathers food and water and polishes the remains of his spaceship, figuring making it nice and shiny will make it easier to spot. For he’s never doubted once in the time that he’s been here that the rescue would come.
A extremely short story but still entertaining. The narrator is well spoken and conveys emotion well, but stumbles occasionally. The recording is clear with no backround noise, there is a slight echo.
Professor Pettibone, isolated on Mars for 20 years, waits – always waits – for contact, rescue, something. They do come for him, and they see how he’s changed. It’s a physical change, and something that he might have to deal with alone.