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O Captain! My Captain!

The death of a celebrity is something that may or may not affect the general populace. Taste, attraction, and interest differ from person to person. It is why some people love Angelina Jolie and others hate her. It is why some people love George Clooney and others do not. It is why some watch comedy flicks and others gravitate to drama. We are human beings, and as such we are all different.


And yet, despite those differences, it seems the world could all agree that Robin Williams was a wonderful individual and a talent that we may never see again in our lifetimes.


The news of his death has had a profound effect on me. I have found myself bursting into tears at the most random moments as through the day I remember that he is no longer here. It is a grief that could be no more devastating if I knew him personally, and I think I'm not alone in feeling this way. I grew up with Robin Williams as a constant presence in my life, and for some strange reason, I always felt connected to him somehow, as if an invisible thread was tied from my consciousness to his. My heart hurts for the pain his family is going through, my head hurts with the accusations of cowardice being lobbed at him, and my soul hurts for all the generations who will gloss over the genius and the wonder of this kind-hearted, loving, generous man.Ìý


Robin Williams was more than his characters. He was more than his addictions. He was more than his depression. Robin Williams...


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...was my alien friend.


...was my favorite toy creator.


...granted my wishes.


...kept my spirits up on the radio.


...was my nanny.


...helped me grow up.


...helped teach me how to fly.


...was my mentor.


...taught me about acceptance.


...was my teacher.


...was my friend.


...will forever be missed.


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O Captain! My Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribbon'd wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning...


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Robin McLaurin Williams


July 21, 1951 � August 11, 2014


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Published on August 14, 2014 08:07
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