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Posted by on Jan 15, 2014 in Home Life, Uncategorized | 5 comments

People Who Died

I’m not a morbid sort. Really.

Today is my 44th birthday, and being perennially plagued by a sense of underachievement, I have been looking at lists of folks who died at age 44.

Among those I found notable:

  • Billie Holiday — July 17, 1959. Pulmonary edema and heart failure caused by cirrhosis of the liver.
  • Jackson Pollock — August 11, 1956. A single-car crash, driving under the influence of alcohol.
  • D. H. Lawrence — March 2, 1930. Complications of tuberculosis.
  • F. Scott Fitzgerald — December 21, 1940. Heart attack.
  • Baruch Spinoza — February 21, 1677. Lung illness, possibly silicosis as a result of breathing in glass dust from the lenses he ground.

Is there any comfort in having lived longer than John Candy, Natalie Wood, Bessie Smith, Knute Rockne, and Lorenzo de’ Medici?

  • SmilodonsRetreat

    I’ve been dealing with this myself.

    • lartanner

      Dealing also with increased desires to tell those kids to get off my lawn. Thanks for the birthday wishes.

  • RebeccaBradley

    Er – happy birthday?

    • lartanner

      Why, thank you!

  • RebeccaBradley

    Actually, your list surprises me. I had no idea those people accomplished all they did in a mere 44 years each. From the perspective of my (ahem) more advanced years, 44 looks like late youth.