Monday, August 11, 2014

It hurts when a friend dies

Bless his heart. The darkness caught up and overwhelmed him. In my own experience, genius often has a dark shadow. I am saddened, almost beyond words. I seldom grieve for celebrities, but Williams was a regular fixture in my life for the past 30 years. Oh, not as a friend, but as someone I would see when out jogging, dining in a favorite restaurant, or just participating in civic life in San Francisco. I have probably seen everything he's ever done, either intentionally or simply because of his iconic status in television and movie humor. He was a part of my consciousness. I grieve as though I've lost a good friend.  Indeed, I have.

This is my favorite epitaph from the shock waves his death created on Facebook: