Since last winter break's pilgrimage to Long Island I have been mostly out of leads.
I got a random email from someone named Jen who directed me to this link:
http://www.yoism.org/images/tombstone.jpg
but after further exploration of the site I am confident that isn't real. this "yoism" is sort of vaguely interesting but as a committed non-committed individual I can't muster much enthusiasm.
new religions seem to be slightly more "rational" than old ones, but not nearly as colorful or accepting of big, crazy stories. if i was going to subscribe to something i'd get myself a religion with some epic narrative and bombastic rites and rituals and a big group of new friends.
Also I got a suggestion on a comment post here directing me to Crown Hill Cemetery in Indianapolis. Several members of his family are buried there. Timequake and Slapstick refer to it. But nothing online leads me to believe he is there. Maybe he is. Indianapolis is 6 hours away from Pittsburgh and I don't know anyone there to stay with.
My intention is to try to find a conference or something there and get school to pay for me to go.
The only other news I have to report is from my hometown of Bethlehem, PA which is adjacent to Hellertown home of the Bernard B. O'Hare family. O'Hare is in Slaughterhouse 5 and appears in altered form in Mother Night. He passed away some time ago but his son, named after his father, is an active local political blogger and general town personality. Our town keeps a Vonnegut connection that way. Last Christmas the local paper published a Vonnegut letter home from WWII that was the beginnings of Slaughterhouse.
I emailed the son and originally he said he knew where he was buried and what was on the tombstone. He suggested it was, " THE ONLY PROOF HE NEEDED FOR THE EXISTENCE OF GOD WAS MUSIC"
Which I can certainly believe.
But he stopped responding to my emails.. in a concerted effort not to step over the "too creepy" line I left him alone.
So I am waiting for a lead to drop from the sky.
But so it goes.
1 comment:
"When the last living thing
Has died on account of us,
How poetical it would be
If Earth could say,
In a voice floating up
Perhaps
From the floor
Of the Grand Canyon,
'It is done.
People did not like it here.'"
How did I not know this blog existed?
Also, I love you. You're great.
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