DRINKS WITH DEAD HUNTER THOMPSON...
I use to think of suicide as the ultimate act of despair. Perhaps in Hunter's case it is the ultimate act of pride.
The Rocky Mountain News is reporting...
'Loving' farewell to writer
Wife details family gathering with Thompson dead in chair
ASPEN — Hunter S. Thompson heard the ice clinking.
The literary champ was sitting in his command post kitchen chair, a piece of blank paper in his favorite typewriter, dead of a self-inflicted gunshot through the mouth hours earlier.
But a small circle of family and friends gathered around with stories, as he wished, with glasses full of his favored elixir — Chivas Regal on ice.
"It was very loving. It was not a panic, or ugly, or freaky," Thompson's wife, Anita Thompson, said Thursday night in her first spoken comments since the icon's death Sunday. "It was just like Hunter wanted. He was in control here."
posted by Pat Campbell @ 8:24 AM
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As nutty as this sounds to many, I'm sure, I can actually relate. This is the way my dad wants to go, in some respect. A Vietnam Vet with severe PTSD, we've already discussed end-of-life issues and his wish is that he will go when he can't take it anymore. In his own words...."I'll go to Wyoming (where he likes to go hunting) and I won't come back."
Hard to accept for my mom and I who are Catholic. But he's my dad. We've lived with his nightmares along with him for 30+ years now. You can lead a horse to a certain morality, but you can't make him accept it. And it's not my place to judge or hate him for it. That's between him and the "Main Drill Instructor".
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