The Most Beautiful Suicide
On May Day, just after leaving her fiancé, 23-year-old Evelyn McHale wrote a note. “He is much better off without me… I wouldn’t make a good wife for anybody.” Then she crossed it out. She went to the observation platform of the Empire State Building. Through the mist she gazed at the street, 86 floors below. Then she jumped. In her desperate determination she leaped clear of the setbacks and hit a United Nations limousine parked at the curb. Across the street photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash. Just four minutes after Evelyn McHale’s death, Wiles got this picture of death’s violence and its composure. The serenity of McHale’s body amidst the crumpled wreckage it caused is astounding. Years later, Andy Warhol appropriated Wiles’ photography for a print called Suicide (Fallen Body).
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A friend linked to this couple’s blog on her Facebook page and I would like to share it with anyone reading here. They are Nathan and Elisa, they have a young daughter and live in Bay Ridge, and they were each diagnosed with cancer within weeks of each other last month: stage 3 rectal cancer and stage 4 breast cancer.
Go to their site, read their story and offer up a donation. If you are on Tumblr, please reblog this and share with others.
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You’re welcome.
Hot damn this is a lot of awesome for 30 minutes.
Holy. Shit. This was the most intense walk down memory lane. With every song I could literally place myself back to a different place in my life. And since I’ve had 2 green beers this evening, I’m a bit emotional and I may or may not have teared up. Particularly listening to the 90’s songs.
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