Good lord … !
I’ve got to admit, I’m mildly surprised, I really am.
Well.
Surprised …
Not not necessarily shocked.
You see, I’ve just seen a Tweet from actor, writer and comedian Stephen Fry float past in my timeline.
Saying he’d heard the news that actor — and star of Columbo — Peter Falk had died.
At the age of 83.
Now, I’m not sure if old age was the death of him …
But I do know he’d Alzheimer’s, in the past few years.
Bizarrely …
Bizarrely, I’m pretty positive I’d’ve hated to have been his family, these last few years.
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I’ve a reason for saying that, before you interrupt …
You’ve probably worked put I’m a Terry Pratchett fan, haven’t you … ?
I am …
And part of what made the news Terry Pratchett being diagnosed with a form of early on-set Alzheimer’s was the simple fact that the disease had killed a much loved grandmother of mine, in the end.
I know this is going to sound harsh: but I’m really not that worried, having seen what Alzheimer’s can do.
But Peter Falk’s death … ?
I’m thinking Peter Falk’s death, after a struggle with possibly one of the nastier diseases this world can throw at a person … ?
I’m going to be contentious, here, and tell you what I think I and many others would have said, not long after losing a relative to this condition …
I’m thinking Peter Falk’s family will feel a certain measure of relief.
After all, what died today … ?
Was only his body.
Alzheimer’s would’ve killed his mind — a mind that entertained so many — a long time ago …
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