A collection of lines from obituaries that enlarge our appreciation of the human spirit.
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Friday, August 25, 2017
James Gorman, 90, breakfast champion
James always made sure his kitchen was stocked with multiple boxes of Wheaties and many cartons of milk and high pulp orange juice to start his day off right.
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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)
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