While checking out Gawker today I stumbled across a story of loss but not written from a sappy pov, in fact the author’s writing is quite cinematic and real, sans embellishments. I was drawn in by the title A Hollywood Ending and the picture of the obituary with its Baltimore connection. Naturally I read on. I’m instantly drawn into this piece courtesy of the first line and then the next line and the next. As I’m reading I’m hearing this author’s voice so clearly and then his story is so compelling and tragic yet interesting. From a non-fiction writing student perspective this is a great example of memoir, bringing memories to life. I’m still taking it all in, but wanted to share.