tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post6263867637568887745..comments2024-03-24T03:22:44.528-06:00Comments on The Cold Spot: I went to a funeral today for a man I'd never metTom Piccirillihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11342750725233851622noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post-57773347790061127722009-01-13T09:06:00.000-07:002009-01-13T09:06:00.000-07:00Wow, Tom...amazing post. And as an antigun person,...Wow, Tom...amazing post. <BR/><BR/>And as an antigun person, the first thing that comes to mind is that if guns were banned, he wouldn't have had one to use in that hour of blackness.<BR/><BR/>I, too, have recently been plagued by several deaths between November and December.<BR/><BR/>In November, a young man hung himself. He was the boyfriend of a girl I've known for four years. The girl and Dorian and I have worked together in theatre (her sister is music director, her mother producer, and her dad has been a director and acts,depending on the show)<BR/>The boyfriend wasn't the boyfriend at EVITA auditions in June or so. I met him that day when he came to meet the mother for the first time after dating the 21 year old daughter for a couple of weeks.<BR/>A charming, kind, funny boy, who wanted to be a genetic engineer, who already had a degree and was going back for a masters. He was brillant and handsome. They seemed so happy. Her parents loved him (they are wonderful people) and he was welcomed into the family. Facebook pictures documented all their happy times.<BR/><BR/>Then one day, he hung himself and she found him.<BR/>He apparently had issues with depression and alchohol and was on antidepressants. She had spoken with him the night before and he was happy and fine. No one knows when the blackness hit and why.<BR/><BR/>Sure they had only gone out a few months, but she is still not functioning up to par. And no one knows what went wrong.<BR/><BR/>and we all shake our heads at the brilliant light that was snuffed out before he had a chance to shine.<BR/><BR/>Depression is an ugly animal.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post-15354396266829926512009-01-11T12:30:00.000-07:002009-01-11T12:30:00.000-07:00God, what a post, Tom. You empathy for this fellow...God, what a post, Tom. You empathy for this fellow is an inspiration. Why he took his life, we'll probably never know unless it has to do with not being able to stand the pain any more. I wish he could read your comments about him and come back. <BR/><BR/>Lord, lord....Ricky Lee Grovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03588565441793716202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post-33996547024966384602009-01-09T18:08:00.000-07:002009-01-09T18:08:00.000-07:00I wish I could understand. It's been three years ...I wish I could understand. It's been three years since someone I love deeply hung himself. <BR/><BR/>I can't ever do anything except cry.~michelle pendergrasshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04963999375035588206noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post-25503195802136213782009-01-09T13:32:00.000-07:002009-01-09T13:32:00.000-07:00My father-in-law took his own life, it will be a y...My father-in-law took his own life, it will be a year ago on Tuesday. He had been stricken with polio as a child, three years before the vaccine came out. He did things that would have astounded me had he not been on crutches most of his life. <BR/><BR/>We could understand what he did with that small handmade pistol, the pain he but we found it hard to forgive him and we will never forget him.Jamie Eyberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05875759697016701358noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8642040507586245737.post-74302147707720656992009-01-09T12:57:00.000-07:002009-01-09T12:57:00.000-07:00That's a very touching post, Tom. I recently had ...That's a very touching post, Tom. I recently had a consulting gig where I authored a DVD of one of those post-mortem slide shows. I didn't know the woman who had died, but her daughter is an acquaintance.<BR/><BR/>The project was in two parts: the slide show set to some of the deceased's favorite songs, and the slide show looping over the audio of her memorial service. Listening to the eulogy and hearing the family members talk through their tears about this woman moved me to tears, and by the time I was done, I wished I had known her. She seemed like a genuine light that had been extinguished.<BR/><BR/>We all hide skeletons, and in the worst cases that hit the mainstream press, we hear about nothing but the skeletons. But I'm betting that every person has admirable qualities; whether we ever get to see them before death is another question.Stace Johnsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03519300868872257574noreply@blogger.com