"Oh, Captain, My Captain!

It's a hot August day in 2014. . .and I'm angry.  I'll keep listening to the news and I may change my mind, but right now I'm furious.  Someone just entered my house and stole something precious from me - laughter.  How dare he take away the future chuckles that might have put light into my day.  A new chapter with Mrs. Doubtfire. . .How dare he take away his deep love from his 25 year old daughter.  Mike called me from the car on the way to paddle practice with the shocking news ~ that Robin Williams had taken his own life at the age of 63.  Suffering from severe depression in recent days, I can't help but wonder with ALL THAT HELP out there for depression, why he couldn't avail himself of it.  I recently watched a special on TV about Muriel Hemingway and the struggles her family has gone through with depression and suicide.  It is such a selfish thing.  People love you, need you, die a little themselves, when you take your own life.  Robin, you have burdened those loved ones and us with that dark thought for the rest of our searching-for-happiness lives.  Why did you do that?  You were one of the good guys, people are saying so all over the news tonight.  Do good guys bring that much pain to folks that love them?  I think not.  ". . .that the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse".  You spoke those words in Dead Poet's Society.  What verse do you contribute, Mr. Williams?  Laughter?  Perhaps. . .eventually. . .but not tonight, Mr. Williams.  Not tonight.