I woke up very early this morning and decided to read David Rakoff's last book: Love, Dishonor, Marry, Die, Cherish, Perish: A Novel. It is a delight to read--Dr. Suess for adults--as it written in rhyming couplets. I heard about it from Sarah Vowell's tribute on The Daily Show, then read a terrific review in the New Yorker. I read the novel with awe. His wit and way with words are extraordinary. His main talent is evoking the real joy and angst of being human. Usually while also making us laugh.
Celebrated his talent further by listening to the tribute show on This American Life (he was a 25 time contributor) and writing this blog. When I got to the last page of his book there was a picture with the dates of his birth and death: November 27, 1964 - August 9, 2012. We share a birthday and for some inexplicable reason I feel closer to him. He died of cancer a year ago, and much too soon.
My final act of celebration (besides this blog post) was to watch his story-telling on the televised version of This American Life from a year ago. If you only have time to check out one link, then make it this one. Grace in motion.