... he ended up as a successful writer, against the odds you might say (Don't try). That's a very inspirational story for the rest of us, I think.
I do not consider March 9th as a sad day ("everybody gotta die someday", as someone here would put it); on the contrary, I am recalling all the good things that have happened to me since I am reading the dirty old man and I keep smiling!If you think, you should talk about your feelings on this sad anniversary, do it here.
now, listen, when I die I don't want any crying, just get the
disposal under way, I've had a full some life and
if anybody has had an edge, I've
had it, I've lived 7 or 8 lives in one, enough for
we are all, finally, the same, so no speeches, please,
unless you want to say he played the horses and was very
good at that.
you're next and I already know something you don't,
© Charles Bukowski
Are you sure about the date? I only ask because he was in Evanston in 1975 on almost the same date. Seems like an odd coincidence, but it could be just a coincidence.a new picture [...] from 1977