Friday, February 24, 2017

Jean E. Oddi, 91, "saw it all, did it all, and had a ball!

I was born. I lived. I died. I hate to admit it, but evidently I died. I guess, after all these years, God finally figured out where to put me. I should have known the end was near after I had to be in room # 20 in the emergency room. I hate even numbers. I'm leaving behind a hell of a lot of stuff Casey and Melissa will have to get rid of. So, if you're looking for random crap, you should wait the appropriate amount of time and get in touch with them. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Liz Smith, 87, leaves with a smile on her face

M Elizabeth “Liz” Smith, age 87, of Norwalk, passed away Monday, February 13, 2017 surrounded by her family at Stein Hospice Care Center. ... Liz is smiling now, not to be living during the Trump Presidency. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Leslie Roy Charping, dies at 74, "much longer than he deserved"

At a young age, Leslie quickly became a model example of bad parenting combined with mental illness and a complete commitment to drinking, drugs, womanizing and being generally offensive. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Sunday, January 1, 2017

Janet 'Nebbie' Polinsky, sampled the entire Häagen-Dazs collection

Having served over two decades in public service, she retired to Florida, embracing the life of an enthusiastic agoraphobe, busying herself with power napping, sampling the entire Hagaan-Das collection, watching MMA and conveniently allowing her hearing aid batteries to run out before venturing into any necessary public events. Her last few years were spent in Redmond, Wash., where she moved to devote herself to training her grandchildren how to fight and swear like sailors.

Wednesday, December 14, 2016

Chris Connors, 67, attacked life, grabbed it by the lapels, kissed it and swung it back onto the dance floor

Chris Connors died, at age 67, after trying to box his bikini-clad hospice nurse just moments earlier. Ladies man, game slayer, and outlaw Connors told his last inappropriate joke on Friday, December 9, 2016, that which cannot be printed here. Anyone else fighting ALS and stage 4 pancreatic cancer would have gone quietly into the night, but Connors was stark naked drinking Veuve in a house full of friends and family as Al Green played from the speakers. The way he died is just like he lived: he wrote his own rules, he fought authority and he paved his own way. And if you said he couldn't do it, he would make sure he could. (H/T Lisa Sayers)

Friday, September 23, 2016

Wayne Neal, 74, ornery ole bastard

Wayne Neal has exited his rickety old body, having lived twice as long as he expected and way longer than he deserved. He passed on September 11, 2016, at 74 years old. He often wished in his later years that he had not treated his body like a Tavern. (H/T Peter Elikann)

Saturday, August 20, 2016

NYT obit writer on how the game is played

Bruce Weber — not that Bruce Weber — has spent more than eight years writing obituaries for The New York Times. Last week, he wrote his own farewell, penning a story on his resignation from the paper. The journalist, who joined The Times as a staff editor for the Sunday magazine section in 1986, caught up with WWD to talk about his most memorable stories, how he approaches writing about the dead, and whether his departure is indicative of a larger obit for print media. (H/T Stuart Elliot)