Rest in peace Chris Dickerson, wherever you are now, rest in peace!
This is a short elegy to a man whom I knew only briefly through Facebook but now that he is no more I feel the loss. His son posted on his facebook page that he was no more and also said that he was flawed. Yes, flawed, like all the rest of us on this planet, which is also very flawed.
He had the looks of a movie star, a rock star, combined into one, uncannily resembling Humphrey Bogart, Kirk Douglas, Marlon Brando, and the old-school movie stars. We like old-school stars and their movies, very much, thank you.
He was a playwright, who had written plays that were performed on Broadway, no less. He was also a writer, a poet, a performer, a kind and caring human being. Many are the one-man protests he has conceptualised and done, standing all alone holding a placard which spelled out his message.He was only an online friend and, yet, his updates were the ones we have looked forward to all the time. He became a friend through another online friend Marisa. And, he was the one man whom we wanted to meet, wherever he was when we went to the U.S., if at all. He was a great admirer of Peter O'Toole, as we were.