High-profile celebrities have a reputation for dying prematurely due to their assorted extracurricular activities.
· Five years ago, Heath Ledger was found in his Manhattan apartment, dead from an accidental overdose of painkillers and sleeping pills.
· In 2009, Michael Jackson’s death crashed TMZ, Aol Instant Messenger, Twitter, and the Los Angeles Times. It was one of those moments where you’ll always remember where you were when you heard the news. I was crossing the parking lot of the Mellow Mushroom when a guy yelled out that the king of pop was dead. I remember mentally calling him an asshole for making such a stupid, terrible joke...then I saw the news and had to believe it for myself.
· Amy Winehouse stumbled around like a hot mess for several years before succumbing to her bad habits at the ripe-old age of 27.
· February of this year marked the one year anniversary of Whitney Houston’s accidental drowning in her bathtub. Heart disease and cocaine had more than a lot to do with it.
Somehow, each of their deaths managed to be a shocking loss, no matter how much we expected them…
The One Where Whitney Died
The three of us were sitting around in the living room, still absorbing the fact that the legendary pop singer had died. We could hear mom on the phone in the other room. One of her friends had called to reminisce about the life of the singer that ended way before it should have.
“Wow,” my sister, Geri, said. “I can’t believe she’s dead.”
“I know. It’s so sad,” I agreed.
“It was that powder,” Nate added.