Good lord.
As if my father needed any more bad news this week. Yet ANOTHER good friend of his died this week. This time he took his own life- sending a bullet thru his brain.
As I’m sure many of you have heard, Hunter S Thompson ended his life on Sunday. Marking a terribly un-extraordinary way to end a truly extraordinary life. While some friends are calling his death selfish, and cruel. I think my father said it best- it was just an impulsive thing… the likes of which we spent a life time in awe of- that was Hunter did best…..
And so, the man famed for Gonzo Journalism, drug enraged politics, and of course fear and loathing in the heart of America is gone. I however, thank him for something he was a little less known for… and that was taking my fathers keys one night and not letting him drive.. This was, one of a string of events that awoke my father from his drinking, and inevitably changed his life, as well as my own.
I loved that book about Vegas too, but I appreciated him for mostly selfish reasons.
Ps: HAPPY BIRTHDAY AUNT MAGNOLIA…
1 comment:
shit dude. i heard about that (of course) and thought of your poor dad. 2 good friends gone is such a short amount of time. jeez! that's what happens at that age though. one after the other. awful!! glad to hear your dad is doing ok though. i was thinking good thoughts for him.
and what a lovely thing hunter did for him too. gotta love good friends like that.
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