The Story of My Life
SPOILER ALERT: I’m both dead broke and literally dead 1 . In fact, I’ve died by my own hands . Just to reiterate what’s in my will: I want to be cremated. I want all of my ashes scattered outside. And I don’t want any religious funeral or service. If you want to do something to remember me by, put up a purple- martin house in your backyard, or go listen to any of the music I’ve listed below. I have not taken the decision to end my life lightly or suddenly. Rather, it is the result of 40 years of contemplation on the nature of my existence and its purpose, as well as the sum total of my life’s experiences. Below is my biography, which will also illustrate the evolution of my values, hopes, and dreams and how they have shaped my thoughts on my life and death. Childhood 1965-1980 Sometimes it’s a hard world for little things. ~ H.I. McDunnough, Raising Arizona I remember being told that it took me a long time to learn to walk, that I was scared of letting go of a table or...