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(i'm not sure if this belongs in IHTM or not...stories about people and their departed loved ones are not exactly singular events...but here goes)
2003 was a difficult year for me as I lost the two most important men in my life within an eight month period, both from cancer. I've mentioned a couple of 'unusual' things surrounding my father's death (in January) before:
http://www.forteantimes.com/forum/viewt ... 338#458338
http://www.forteantimes.com/forum/viewt ... 278#183278
In early summer of that year I moved me, my long-term partner and our cat 1500 miles to Los Angeles so B. could be in a hospice near his (adult) daughter as the end approached. Concurrent with all this was the diagnosis of rock n' roller/singer-songwriter Warren Zevon (who had had a noticible fascination with death) of inoperable cancer in late 2002. He died at his home in LA, three days after and about ten miles away from where B. did. While I was a fan, had a couple of his albums, I wasn't a real hard-core or anything. But in my mind the three deaths somehow became intertwined.
I was aware that Zevon's last album, The Wind, released just around the time of his passing, was made in full knowlege of his impending death and the tracks reflected that reality. While part of me wanted to hear this "goodbye" from someone I'd enjoyed, appreciated and maybe even admired, I decided that it would be too difficult to listen to, and did not purchase it. Last September (2004) I accompanied my mother to help honor my late father at a conference in Italy. It was almost a year to the day since B. died. On the flight one of the films that was shown was the documentary made about Zevon in the year leading up to his death Keep Me in Your Heart. As I was already in a reflective mood (and a captive audience!) I watched it and it was quite moving. And put it aside.
Yesterday (February 23, 2005)I decided that "it's not too painful to listen to now, enough time has passed" so I bought the CD of the music. As I was listening to it I went to check the mail. There on my front porch was a package from my sister-in-law. It was half-a-dozen really nice aloha shirts that had belonged to my dad, who I'm the same size as and can therefore wear them.
If I leave you it doesn't mean I don't love you any less
Keep me in your heart for a while
:sob:
I dunno...one one hand, finding connections between me, my life and a dead rock musician seems ridiculous. OTOH, I'd put this in the 'coincidence' thread, except it seems closer to a contrivance than a coincidence.
2003 was a difficult year for me as I lost the two most important men in my life within an eight month period, both from cancer. I've mentioned a couple of 'unusual' things surrounding my father's death (in January) before:
http://www.forteantimes.com/forum/viewt ... 338#458338
http://www.forteantimes.com/forum/viewt ... 278#183278
In early summer of that year I moved me, my long-term partner and our cat 1500 miles to Los Angeles so B. could be in a hospice near his (adult) daughter as the end approached. Concurrent with all this was the diagnosis of rock n' roller/singer-songwriter Warren Zevon (who had had a noticible fascination with death) of inoperable cancer in late 2002. He died at his home in LA, three days after and about ten miles away from where B. did. While I was a fan, had a couple of his albums, I wasn't a real hard-core or anything. But in my mind the three deaths somehow became intertwined.
I was aware that Zevon's last album, The Wind, released just around the time of his passing, was made in full knowlege of his impending death and the tracks reflected that reality. While part of me wanted to hear this "goodbye" from someone I'd enjoyed, appreciated and maybe even admired, I decided that it would be too difficult to listen to, and did not purchase it. Last September (2004) I accompanied my mother to help honor my late father at a conference in Italy. It was almost a year to the day since B. died. On the flight one of the films that was shown was the documentary made about Zevon in the year leading up to his death Keep Me in Your Heart. As I was already in a reflective mood (and a captive audience!) I watched it and it was quite moving. And put it aside.
Yesterday (February 23, 2005)I decided that "it's not too painful to listen to now, enough time has passed" so I bought the CD of the music. As I was listening to it I went to check the mail. There on my front porch was a package from my sister-in-law. It was half-a-dozen really nice aloha shirts that had belonged to my dad, who I'm the same size as and can therefore wear them.
If I leave you it doesn't mean I don't love you any less
Keep me in your heart for a while
:sob:
I dunno...one one hand, finding connections between me, my life and a dead rock musician seems ridiculous. OTOH, I'd put this in the 'coincidence' thread, except it seems closer to a contrivance than a coincidence.
