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You Know What Sucks?

Coming home to Chicago, checking your voicemail messages, and finding out that a friend from Grad School Town was killed in a car accident yesterday.

That sucks.


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Aug. 29th, 2008 03:05 am (UTC)
That does suck. I'm so sorry:(
Aug. 29th, 2008 03:08 am (UTC)
There are a few details, but only general ones. I've put out an e-mail to another friend in Grad School Town to ask for an address to send a card to the dead boy's parents.
Aug. 29th, 2008 04:07 am (UTC)
I think I heard about that crash on the news. I thought they had said they were all undergrad students, but I guess I heard wrong.

Aug. 29th, 2008 11:24 am (UTC)
They were all undergrads. I made a lot of friends with the undergrad music majors by working at the key desk and hanging out in the Strelow Lounge between classes. This guy was one of a core group of about five or six who met for lunch most days. We'd debate the weirdest things, including HuFu (human flavored tofu) and the things that one could make instruments do. He was one of the supporting ears for my bitching about Le Thesis (and earned himself a mention in the Acknowledgements page for that), and also was a test audience for the paper I presented at the Holocaust conference. And a damn fine pianist, too.
Aug. 29th, 2008 04:08 am (UTC)
Oh, I'm sorry, FP.
Aug. 29th, 2008 11:25 am (UTC)
Sucks even more because he was such a fine pianist with a sharp sense of humor.
Aug. 29th, 2008 09:24 am (UTC)

I'm so sorry.
Aug. 29th, 2008 11:27 am (UTC)
He'd just finished all his credits to graduate as a piano major. He was a fine pianist, with a true appreciation for performance theatrics to go with that.
Aug. 29th, 2008 09:35 am (UTC)
I'm so sorry to hear that, FP!

Aug. 29th, 2008 11:27 am (UTC)
Thanks for the hugs. I will miss him much.
Aug. 29th, 2008 12:21 pm (UTC)
Oh no! I'm sorry, FP. It's hard to process, isn't it?
Aug. 29th, 2008 12:28 pm (UTC)
It is, especially since this was one of the music crew that I ate lunch with on a regular basis and who got me through working on Le Thesis. I asked the Office of the Dean of Students if there's a place where one could send a card, but they haven't written back yet.

I have some errands to do today (including acquiring the card for his parents), so the pictures might be a little delayed.
Aug. 29th, 2008 07:25 pm (UTC)
Oh, that's awful. I'm so sorry, FP. What a terrible thing to happen.
Aug. 29th, 2008 07:34 pm (UTC)
Compounded by the acres of absolutely awful sympathy cards to be had at the drugstore, of course. I did manage to find one that wasn't totally made of syrup, but it took some doing. At least I have something to send his parents. I'm trying to think of a way to get to Grad School Town in time for the memorial service on Monday, but the bus situation is not looking good.
Aug. 29th, 2008 07:33 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry, FP. That is a hard blow.
Aug. 29th, 2008 07:35 pm (UTC)
At least I managed to find a card for his parents that wasn't too terribly awful. I don't know if I'll be able to make it to Grad School Town for the memorial service. I really want to go, but the bus schedule does not look good.
Aug. 30th, 2008 12:53 am (UTC)
That does suck, entirely. I'm so sorry.
Aug. 30th, 2008 03:46 am (UTC)
I sent his parents a card this afternoon. I have no idea if it will make them feel better to get a card from someone they don't know, but it made me feel a little better, at least.
Aug. 30th, 2008 07:37 pm (UTC)
I think, I hope it is a comfort to them. It will help give them some idea of how many lives their son touched.

It helped you a little, too, and that is a good thing.
Aug. 31st, 2008 10:37 pm (UTC)
I'm sorry to read that... hope that you feel better after sending the card, even if you did not make it to the memorial. Thosen things leave you quite stunned, wondering about how short life be, or else how full despite shortness... Hugs.
Aug. 31st, 2008 10:41 pm (UTC)
After a rapid exchange of e-mails with a friend in Grad School Town and a thorough examination of two bus companies, I think I'm going to be able to make it to the funeral tomorrow. I'll have to get up at 4:30, but there is a bus that will get me there in time. Small comfort.
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