Death, Romance and Family

For many years, I had an unreasonable fear of death. What’s there to fear?  In the end, I guess it’s really about the unknown.  Which is likely why I also fear exercise. I don’t mean to make light of death in the least.  I’ve had weeks where I have gone nearly non-stop thinking about death…

Psychotic Clowns and other bad ways to die

Recently, I was watching a show about a young mountain climber that died in an avalanche.  They spoke to his family and friends and many of them said the same thing: He died doing what he loved most. This is not the first time I’ve heard this said. Amateur pilot dies in a plane crash….