Do the good die young?

So I was at my dentist's office for a filling replacement. He gave me a shot of local anesthetic and went away. I waited by looking at the hardware, his diploma and his graduation class photograph.

This was from 1980, we're fairly contemporary. It was multiple individual black and white typical graduation photographs, fairly run of the mill stuff.

Except one woman. She blazed from the sea of surrounding faces, she shone, she glowed, she drew my eye. My dentist walked in behind me and looked over my shoulder. I tapped her image and he went:

"Oh, Pam*. pause. She was my best friend in dental school, she was my lab partner. She spent every Saturday night alone because the guys took one look at her and didn't even think about asking her out- she must be involved with someone, right?

When she graduated she spent 2 years in Northern Australia providing dental care to Aborigines. After that she spent 2 years in Northern British Columbia providing dental care to Indian Reserves."

With tears trickling down his face he said "At the age of 28 she decided to settle down a little and came back to Toronto. She was almost immediately diagnosed with cancer and died 3 weeks later."

The world is filled with stories, and we don't hear most of them in the middle of all the noise.

Just felt compelled to share this.

And more than so many people who live a long, long life.

I've lost a lot of good friends young. I can think of at least 15 who died in their 20's. My mom died of cancer at 50. My sister died last year at 53. Certainly not as young as that woman but way too young.

I think we notice those extraordinary people who die young and we notice those seemingly useless wastes of DNA who live and live and live.

I guess it's how we live and not how long that matters in the end.

Sometimes the good die young...

And often they don't...

This is such a tragic little story. I feel your dentist's pain, and yours too...:hug:

but it is stark and painful when they do

have ever known. She worked as a hospice worker. I asked her if it was a depressing job and she told me it was very uplifting. Said she wanted people under her care to go out having the best time they could. We knew each other for about two years or so. Went to Burning Man together with a bunch of friends but never got anything going. We went o a lot of festivals too and had the same music and stuff in common.

Finally we kissed on NYE 2005-06 for the first time. We got together right after that.

She went ot SLT on January 10th to take care of some business and to tell her family about us. She flipped her car in the middle of the day for no apparent reason outside of Elko Nevada and died.

the next day, the band that we saw the night we met, Railroad Earth, released an album with the title "Elko".

When I hung up the phone after getting the news my Father (an EVIL EVIL MAN)said to me "She died because she was a good person, look at me I am an asshole and i am eighty' he meant it too.

pam vs britney ???? this is the thread that needs to be at the top of the page!!!!