It is not often we get to share in something truly extraordinary, that for a fleeting moment we stand shoulder to shoulder with the giants among us. Although, in many ways it makes us feel small... much like standing in a grassy field on a starry night and feeling the hugeness of creation bearing down.
Never has the power and the consociation of the internet been more apparent than it is on this day....
"What I don't want this to be is a chance for me, or anyone else, to be maudlin. I'm dead. That sucks, at least for me and my family and friends. But all the tears in the world aren't going to bring me back, so I would prefer that people remember the good things about me rather than mourning my loss. (If it turns out a specific number of tears will, in fact, bring me back to life, then by all means, break out the onions.) I had a pretty good life, as I noted above. Sure, all things being equal I would have preferred to have more time, but I have no business complaining with all the good fortune I've enjoyed in my life. So if you're up for that, put on a little 80s music (preferably vintage 1980-1984), grab a Coke and have a drink with me. If you have it, throw 'Freedom Isn't Free' from the Team America soundtrack in; if you can't laugh at that song, I think you need to lighten up a little. I'm dead, but if you're reading this, you're not, so take a moment to enjoy that happy fact."
I know it's hollow in scope but Mr. Olsted, thank you...
http://andrewolmsted.com/archives/2008/01/final_post.html
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