Friday, April 13, 2007

Jill Krementz (Mrs. Kurt Vonnegut)

Kurt Vonnegut with his daughter, Lily (1990)

"I've had a hell of a good time," Vonnegut once wrote. "I tell you, we are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you any different."

Famous author, Kurt Vonnegut, is dead.

And so it goes.

He was 84 years old. He was famous for the tag line, "And so it goes."

Vonnegut is survived by his second wife, widow Jill Krementz, and daughter, Lily, and six other children from a previous marriage. Two of Vonnegut's children are published authors.

Mourning Joy:

What is the time?
A man is strolling past the mental hospital and suddenly remembers an important meeting.
Unfortunately, his watch has stopped, and he cannot tell if he is late or not.
Then, he notices a patient similarly strolling about within the hospital fence.
Calling out to the patient, the man says, "Pardon me, sir, but do you have the time?"
The patient calls back, "One moment!" and throws himself upon the ground, pulling out a short stick as he does.
He pushes the stick into the ground, and, pulling out a carpenter's level, assures himself that the stick is vertical.
With a compass, the patient locates north and with a steel ruler, measures the precise length of the shadow cast by the stick.
Withdrawing a slide rule from his pocket, the patient calculates rapidly, then swiftly packs up all his tools and turns back to the pedestrian, saying, "It is now precisely 3:29 pm, provided today is August 16th, which I believe it is."
The man can't help but be impressed by this demonstration, and sets his watch accordingly.
Before he leaves, he says to the patient, "That was really quite remarkable, but tell me, what do you do on a cloudy day, or at night, when the stick casts no shadow?"
The patient holds up his wrist and says, "I suppose I'd just look at my watch."

Mourning Quote:

"Give me a mystery - just a plain and simple one - a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little, barefoot mystery: give me a mystery - just one!" --Russian poet, Yevgeny Yevtushenko.

After we remember Him, write something. Just fingerhug your pen. Go ahead. I dare you.

Have a joyfilled day, Widows. And remember, we're not alone.

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