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Feb. 5th, 2003 09:42 pmSteve Forester died last week. He was my Journalism professor.
I'm torn about this. Because he was taken at 53, the same age as my father's cousin who died last week, and that is fairly young, and because he died of liver/bowel cancer, which is a fairly unpleasant way to die, I would like to miss him.
But we really never got along, he & I. And by that, I mean that by the time I left J-School I pretty much hated him. I don't have the urge to piss on his grave, as I do some other people I've known, but I feel less than the burning upset at his departure that I would most other people who've touched my life in one way or another. Even the magazine writing prof who told me to shut the fuck up on the first day of class I've got fonder memories of than Steve.
Eh. We move apart, I guess.
In less sombre news, preperations for GenCon are proceding. It looks like![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mr_weasel and I will be driving down with a friend.
Road Trip!
I'm torn about this. Because he was taken at 53, the same age as my father's cousin who died last week, and that is fairly young, and because he died of liver/bowel cancer, which is a fairly unpleasant way to die, I would like to miss him.
But we really never got along, he & I. And by that, I mean that by the time I left J-School I pretty much hated him. I don't have the urge to piss on his grave, as I do some other people I've known, but I feel less than the burning upset at his departure that I would most other people who've touched my life in one way or another. Even the magazine writing prof who told me to shut the fuck up on the first day of class I've got fonder memories of than Steve.
Eh. We move apart, I guess.
In less sombre news, preperations for GenCon are proceding. It looks like
mr_weasel and I will be driving down with a friend.Road Trip!
