We lost Bud Cort today. You may know him from Brewster McCloud, the M*A*S*H movie, and of course, Harold and Maude (one of my favorite films of all time).
To many people, Mr. Cort is so inextricably linked to the suicide and death-obsessed Harold that his passing invokes an existential crisis. What do you do when such a bright star, a symbol of emerging from the darkness to enter the light, is snuffed out at the mere age of 77?
The news has been hard to take. Admittedly, all I want to do right now is crawl under the covers and not emerge for several months. And yet, in leaving us, Mr. Cort reminds us through his own mortality that we shouldn’t hide from life (painful as it may be sometimes). We must do what Maude taught Harold to do: L-I-V-E, live.
So take up your banjo. Make some chords. Sing out. Go and love some more.
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