Stephen Kahn

Blood on the highway

In Bad news on November 15, 2011 at 4:32 pm

In his comment, Joe said, “Some of these guys, the trouble wasn’t about quitting, it was about them starting in the first place.”

The day before yesterday, my wife and I went to a “Nordic fest” Scandinavian heritage festival at the South Whidbey high school. We ate a passable but mediocre serving of Swedish meat balls, and some good pea soup and clam chowder, and looked at but didn’t buy various handicrafts. We were not aware that a few hours earlier there had been a terrible automobile crash not far from the high school on the highway running the length of Whidbey Island. After my last blog post we had been commenting on people living a long time, pleasantly ironic as my aunt turned 90 and sounded alert and vital on the telephone. We also had been commenting about Noah (from the Old Testament) getting drunk after his journey on the ark. In terms of the automobile crash, the island newspaper relates that a young woman had been driving with three young men as passengers in the car. There are allegations of the driver being “under the influence” of alcohol. In any case, she ran off the road, hit a tree, and the car erupted into a fireball. The woman was pulled out and sent to the hospital; the three men died at the scene. Obviously, they shouldn’t have started in the first place, and now they won’t have to worry about knowing when to quit.

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-an-athlete-dying-young/

 

 

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  1. i came home last night and our neighbor across the street had died suddenly. he lived alone, retired, no family, and went out every day and played softball in some league or other. he had a heart attack and died on the basepaths.

    there is probably no good way to go, but i’m guessing that if he had had a choice, this was the way he would have wanted it.

  2. Your comment makes sense. Dying in sleep also seems more tolerable than a slow, painful death, though it would be regrettably unpleasant for my spouse to wake up next to a corpse.

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