You know, I'm not often what's reffered to as a "touchy feely" type, but I feel like I've just gotta say this.
Your average person who dies of an unusual accident is mostly unheardof to the rest of the world, their families mourn and move on and that's the end of it.
How many people can say that they like their job? Not "I can deal with it" or "I'm okay with it", but rather "I like my job". Probably less than half. And how many people can truly say that they love their job? Not many at all. Having worked in the entertainment industry for some time, I can tell you that it's not always what it appears to be. It is hard work, and the crowds and the media can be a pain in the ass to celebrities. But getting to do what you love to do and getting paid for it is something that few people will ever know. Having others admire you for doing what you do, that's something very special indeed.
So, whether it be a race car driver who amazes and thrills the crowd and becomes a role model for young boys and a few girls, or an exuberant young man who entertains and amuses us while educating us as well as our children all at the same time in the ways of the wild, let us not be sad for their passing. Instead, let us remember all the good times that they brought to our lives. And let us not forget that they left this world doing something that they loved to do, which was also how they made their living. They should an inspiration to us all to enrichen our own lives, while touching someone else in the process.
In short, remember the good times, it's what they would have wanted.
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