The Tree of 100 Dead Faces

Sun, 30 Jul 2017 00:00:00 +0000

The night was a cool 61 degrees, much more comfortable than the 95 plus of the daytime. Liam was at his campsite in rural southeastern Utah, about 100 miles east of St. George. He started a campfire, cooked some corn, and then found himself in the comfort of his tent as he stares directly overhead to the stars above. Earlier that day, Liam hiked 3 miles up and back from the top of Angels Landing, a popular vista at Zion National park. There’s this achiness that one feels after a long strenuous day of hiking. Legs begin to give off this minuscule, subtle, vibration. Liam was at that point zipped up in his sleeping bag, the fire was already out and the red glow was almost completely faded from the coals. The stars felt closer, they felt as if you could almost see the tips of the flames fluttering outward, even through the fine mesh of the tent roof.

Robin Williams

Tue, 12 Aug 2014 00:00:00 +0000

Some brief thoughts.

Not many celebrities deaths cause me to sit down and contemplate everything. I normally stop for a moment, say something thoughtful and move on. Since I don’t know them personally, it’s as if they just retired from public life and stopped making public appearances. Even though I didn’t know Robin Williams personally, this is different and I’ll explain why.

When I about 10 years old, I got a small 25 inch fat CRT television in my room and I rewired the boombox to act as a makeshift surround sound system. I had a futon, lava lamp, man I had a sick bachelor pad for an 10 year old. I wasn’t allowed cable, but I had a VCR with a gigantic closet full of VHS tapes that my family collected over the years. One thing that we had an abundance of was Robin Williams movies, Hook, Popeye, Flubber, Good Morning Vietnam, Aladdin, Jack, What Dreams May Come, and those are just the ones I remember.

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The Tree of 100 Dead Faces

Robin Williams