A post from Bou over at Boudicca's Voice resonated with me tonight. She was talking about how although she didn't know George Carlin personally, she will miss him, and is genuinely sad he has died.
For me, it's not George Carlin (I knew the name, knew he was a comedian, but that was about it, guess his work wasn't showed overly much here in Aus), it's Heath Ledger.
I remember reading about when he died, and I was just in shock. I kept looking at the headlines thinking "it can't be true, he's so young". I'd been quite the fan of him, loved his movies, especially "10 Things I Hate about you" and "A Knight's Tale". But since the day he died, I have been unable to watch his movies. I know that the movies that once were a source of enjoyment for me, are now tinged with sadness.
On a more sane level, I know this makes no real sense. I mean, I never met the guy, I never met anyone who had met the guy. For all I know, he was a real dick.
But I am sad that he has gone.
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2 comments:
I felt the same way about Jane McGrath this week. My heart was saddened when I heard the news she had died. I was sad because she was and in so many ways still is an inspiration. She died with dignity and helped so many people in such a short time.
I think some people are sent to remind us, to be thankful for what we have and get on with the act of living.
I feel EXACTLY the same way. 10 Things was on TV last week, and I just couldn't watch it, I was just too sad.
RIP, Heath. You left us way too soon.
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