Carrie Fisher

 

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“I always wrote. I wrote from when I was 12. That was therapeutic for me in those days. I wrote things to get them out of feeling them, and onto paper. So writing in a way saved me, kept me company. I did the traditional thing with falling in love with words, reading books and underlining lines I liked and words I didn’t know.”
— Carrie Fisher (b. 1956 – d. 2016)

Such a big personality.  I am at a loss for words.

 

 

 

William Trevor

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“I get melancholy if I don’t [write]. I need the company of people who don’t exist.”
— William Trevor

(Born May 24, 1928 – Died November 21, 2016)

–—–—William Trevor was one of my favourite writers, both of short stories and novels.  His 2002 novel, The Story of Lucy Gault, has never left me.

Oh 2016…

I don’t want to write another post dedicated to brilliant talent we have lost.

 

Remembrance Day – November 11th

 

On Remembrance Day 1999, Terry Kelly was in a grocery store in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia.

At 10:55 a.m. an announcement came over the store’s PA asking customers who would be on the premises at 11:00 a.m. to observe two minutes of silence in respect to the veterans who sacrificed so much for us.  All customers and staff observed the two minutes except for one man.  This song came out of that experience.

My grandfather lied about his age to enlist.  At seventeen years old, he fought in World War I.  The experience haunted him until his death at 96 years old.

I will be observing the two minutes of silence.