I know it’s still a shock. There have been others that died in helicopter crashes- Thurmon Munson (won three World Series with the Yankees back in the 70s), Bill Graham (concert promoter who managed the Jefferson Airplane, Santana, helped organize Woodstock, and revolutionized the concert business), Stevie Ray Vaughn (one of the best blues guitarists ever).
The trouble is they were all freak accidents. All of them have flown on copters and planes as part of their careers. It’s tragic, and what probably frustrates a lot of people is there’s no one to blame. It just happened. But that’s cold comfort to family and fans.
The one thing I hope that doesn’t come out of this, is Snowthy saying, “What a crappy year this is already. January isn’t over yet and casualties are piling up!”
2012 had its share of deaths too. But you can’t measure a year by how many people pass away.
We will all pass away sometime (me being probably the oldest on here, most likely I’ll go first).
The harsh reality is, even when someone we love or admire dies, we have to keep living. It’s tough, but there’s no way around it.
I can be grateful I met Kobe before he became a household name, and he was a positive role model on all counts. Unlike someone like Dennis Rodman, who while equally talented, his personal life was a disaster.