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Saturday, September 27, 2008

Mournig a legend

One of the deadliest diseases of our day is one of the more ancient ones: cancer. Cancer is a broad category of disease, especially since it affects multiple parts of the body. All of us know either a friend or reletive or a reletive of a friend that has/has had cancer. For some, its curable. For others, it is a slow path towards the end of this life.

Celebrities are not immune from the horror and sadness that is cancer. One such celebrity is Paul Newman, actor extrodinaire. Mr. Newman has had cancer for a while, but it recently took a rapid turn for the worse. He died last Friday.

Paul Newman was, as far as I can tell, that odd sort of Hollywood actor who hated Hollywood. He loved acting, but he hated the Hollywood world, that sort of elitist capsule of people who would rather sun by a swimming than meet people. Mr. Newman, on the other hand would go out and help people. Many people know of Newman's Own, the company of salad dressings and other delectables founded by Paul and his wife. The proceeds from the sales of those products go to charity. Not some of the proceeds. All of them. The Newmans get nothing from it.

The world will miss the man, not only for such awesome roles in movies that will never fade from the cultural imagination (Cool Hand Luke, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, Cars), but also for his work in helping others.

Here's the link to a rather good article about Paul Newman.

May his soul rest in peace. Amen.

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