Tonight I watched the video of Budd Dwyer shooting himself. He committed a live public suicide at a press conference in 1987. I’ve already been sad lately and that video just depressed me more. I wish I hadn’t watched it, but then again… it adds color to experience seeing that stuff, seeing it all. You can see it at bestgore.com if you want....
"live suicide" is kind of an oxymoron isn't it?
His birthday, I later realized, is in two days…which is weird. I keep learning about new people who are already dead close to either their birthdays or date of death.
With e.e. cummings it was back in September and he died September 3. Then there was Eva Cassidy who I discovered near the end of October and she died November 2.
There was one more person, I can’t remember at the moment…
But now there’s Budd Dwyer, just two days before his birthday. It’s a lot of really odd coincidences. I’m not necessarily into thinking any of that means a thing….but it’s just an odd trend in my life lately.
I really want to remember who the other person was….
Ok! YAY! I just went through my Internet history and figured out who the other person was. It’s Roald Dahl. But he’s different because I didn’t just discover him. I’ve known about him since I was a little tiny child because I read his books all the time. I love his stories and I love that they were a part of my childhood.
But last weekend I picked up his biography from the library and renewed an ongoing interest in him. It was the bio Boy. Anyway, he died on November 23, which is coming up. His birthday was September 13. So, yet again another person close to their exit from life...makes an entrance into mine.
