Goodbyes

It's always sad to hear of a great artist, musician or writer who has passed on in the prime of their "art"making. When Elliott Smith died in 2003, I waited until this year to buy his last album...because, I knew, it was his LAST album. Once, I bought it, there would be no more.
I read today that David Foster Wallace had taken his own life at 46. I enjoyed reading his short stories. It's a loss for the literary world but most of all for his family. I've been inside that tragic globe with my own family. You imagine the stories they would have written and the great things they could have done had their days rolled out longer. It's a loss in many many ways. And unfortunately, it takes a lot more than a simple song to get over it.

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