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To think such a wonderful man felt so much pain that he was driven to take his own life to end the misery, hurts me so much. Please do not dismiss, ridicule or belittle someone who suffers from depression (or any other mental condition) because no matter what you see on the outside, there can be serious hurt on the inside. And I still wonder marvel at how much joy a person can spread even when he’s got none left of his own.
Rest In Peace, Robin Williams (1951-2014).
Thank you for giving us so many wonderful characters to love and remember, especially John Keating, aka "O captain! My captain!" 

О, Капитан! Мой Капитан!
Robin Williams…

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
                         But O heart! heart! heart!
                            O the bleeding drops of red,
                               Where on the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
                         Here Captain! dear father!
                            This arm beneath your head!
                               It is some dream that on the deck,
                                 You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
                         Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
                            But I with mournful tread,
                               Walk the deck my Captain lies,
                                  Fallen cold and dead.
Wilson’s Creek Battlefield
153rd Anniversary
Republic, MO
Seen in Hagerstown, MD
"Jazz fingers!"
Morning dew
Sunrise, our last morning on my aunt’s farm
Hagerstown, MD
"Street Artist"
Post #500
The Connection
"See no evil"
Good morning!