I expected the news. I think I had been expecting it for a while; after all, time eventually catches up with us all, allowing nobody an escape. Though, yes, some have eluded Time’s final tick of the clock by saying goodbye early. We think of James Dean and Jayne Mansfield and the collisions that took them as they were in their prime, we think of Marilyn Monroe drowning depression and self-doubt with barbiturates, we think of the bullets that silenced John Lennon as he was returning to music. But somehow we see these as the tragedies they are. We see the potential of something great now lost, instead of the oft-examined life now fulfilled. For some of us, we imagine that a specific person has been around so long that Time may cut an individual a break, that somebody we admire may cheat the end until after ourselves have gone. Such is our view of immortality.
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