Wake for Byron: All that and a bag of chips...

Noor,
I have been on the board only for a short time, but I am sorry for your loss none the less. It is said that a person dies twice. Once when they physically die, and again the last time their name is mentioned. If it is any consolation, I believe Byron will be with us for quite some time.
 
he was very kind to me when i was new here.

we weren't friends at the end but i am sad that he is gone.

i am really sorry for your loss, noor.
 
I hate these chips!

Although we often butted heads, for over a decade he entertained me. The GB and for those in his world it will be a duller place without him.

Woof!
 
we didn't always see eye to eye about things or people, but both felt free to express our opinions openly knowing we respected eachother, and sometimes changed our opinions because of coming to understand things better. i'll always be thankful to have known him and can't even imagine how huge noor's loss is. :rose:

He was interesting to say the least. :D I developed a special kind of respect for the bloke. He loved life and people and everything in between. The good, the bad and the ugly. I really admired that about Byron. He had ticker. He was solid.
 
I'll be straight up. I didn't appreciate most of the shit he did. Long story short, I liked him some of the time and I wanted to drop kick his ass most of the time.

But he had a definitive creative soul and I'll always stand for that. And he deserved to ride out his wave until the very end, not get clipped in the middle.

Thanks for being a friend to him, Noor. Hard to find and hard to hold these days.

Good journey, Byron. Give Charon some hell on that ferry if he doesn't have the drinks!

:rose:
 
Well.

Sad news indeed.

I will always miss him posting. I never knew quite what to expect when I clicked one of his posts or threads but, I knew I had to or my visit would not be complete.

I can't say that about everyone.

Noor, time helps. :rose:

a little.
 
Someone on a much different kind of board pointed me in the direction of Lit way back in 2005.

It was Byron.

He never said and I didn't ask. It was just understood.

Gosh...

Mr. Fantasy
 
What was that Naughtius business all about? He stuck out like a Van Gogh painting on black velvet. Maybe he's happier where he's at now because he never seemed very happy here.
 

I hope this is not true.

Byron was half the reason I come here. The sumbitch was literate, worldly, witty and smart.


Godfuckingdamnit.

 
Stay strong Noor.

Undoubtedly a man of many facets, and cared for you more deeply than he really knew how to deal with let alone demonstrate. Rest well.

He had to choose this to be right about. :(
 
i always made a point to read byron.
i can give no greater genuine praise.

simple condolences to noor, from me,
might ring hollow...

we do not really know one another
nor did i have any inkling that she and byron had each other...
that now, i know this,
my hope is that what comforts you brought one another
were... and can retain.

i shall miss the genuine energy here.
i shall believe that a clearly troubled soul will find peace.
 
HOLY FREAKIN COW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Is this OUR BYRON?

The one that used to poke me and I poke him????????????????

:(:(:(:(:(:(
 

I hope this is not true.

Byron was half the reason I come here. The sumbitch was literate, worldly, witty and smart.


Godfuckingdamnit.


I am sorry, I wish I could just say this is a bad dream but it is real.
 
Im sorry to hear that. I didnt interact with Byron too much but we had great posts about Floyd and Python. Sending good vibes your way.

Rip
 
My condolences to you ((((Noor)))) :rose: and heartfelt hopes that you may find some comfort in your precious and treasured memories of that genius of man who was Byron, and in the vast legacy of his wit and wiseness he shared.

Bye Bye Bywon+ apreciado amigo, he was one of the few who welcomed me my first day here, and was such good company on occasion those dreaded sleepless wee hours, but especially I am grateful for his presence on my Queen thread that night they performed in Las Vegas 2013, posting his customary YouTube video link and his first words of advice, when I complained "...a word in your ear, people read stuff.." he said.
I guess he did keep on fighting, to the end *sigh

*March of the Black Queen*

Do you mean it do you mean it do you mean it
Why don't you mean it why do I follow you
And where do you go?
You've never seen nothing like it
No never in your life
Like going up to heaven
And then coming back alive
Let me tell you all about it ....
 
I listened to Rush this morning before work and thought of Byron. I might have to watch Olivier's Henry V again too.
 
Baltimore, April 13, 1945

The Sun editorial on Roosevelt this morning begins: "Franklin D. Roosevelt was a great man." There are heavy black dashes above and below it. The argument, in brief, is that all his skullduggeries and imbecilities were wiped out when "he took an inert and profoundly isolationist people and brought them to support a necessary war on a scale never before imagined." In other words, his greatest fraud was his greatest glory, and sufficient excuse for all his other frauds. It is astonishing how far the Sun has gone in this nonsense. When the English fetched Patterson and John Owens they certainly did an all-out job. I know of no paper in the United States, not even the New York Herald Tribune, that croons for them more assiduously.

Roosevelt's unparallelled luck held out to the end. He died an easy death, and he did so just in time to escape burying his own dead horse. This business now falls to Truman, a third-rate Middle Western politician on the order of Harding. He is fundamentally against the New Deal wizards, and he will probably make an earnest effort to turn them out of power, but I have some doubt that he will succeed. They have dug in deeply and they may be expected to fight to the bitter end, for once they are out they will be nothing and they know it. The case of La Eleanor is not without its humors. Only yesterday she was the most influential female ever recorded in American history, but tomorrow she will begin to fade, and by this time next year she may be wholly out of the picture. I wonder how many newspapers will go on printing her "My Day." Probably not many.

It seems to me to be very likely that Roosevelt will take a high place in American popular history -- maybe even alongside Washington and Lincoln. It will be to the interest of all his heirs and assigns to whoop him up, and they will probably succeed in swamping his critics. If the war drags on it is possible, of course, that there may be a reaction against him, and there may be another and worse after war is over at last, but the chances, I think, run the other way. He had every quality that morons esteem in their heroes. Thus a demigod seems to be in the making, and in a little while we may see a grandiose memorial under way in Washington, comparable to those to Washington, Jefferson, and Lincoln. In it, I suppose, Eleanor will have a niche, but probably not a conspicuous one. The majority of Americans, I believe, distrust and dislike her, and all her glories have been only reflections from Franklin.

The Baltimore Hearst paper, the News-Post, handled the great news with typical cynicism. Hearst is one of the most violent enemies of Roosevelt, and all his papers have been reviling the New Deal, and even propagating doubts about the war. But the whole first page of the News-Post is given over this afternoon to a large portrait of Roosevelt flanked by two flags in color and headed "Nation Mourns." The editorial page is filled with an editorial saying, among other things, "The work and name of Franklin Delano Roosevelt will live on, not only today or tomorrow, but in all the annals of recorded time." This, as I have noted, is probably a fact, but it is certainly not a fact that tickles Hearst. He is, however, an expert in mob psychology, and does not expect much. The Sun is in far less rational position. It certifies to Roosevelt's greatness in all seriousness.


Nobody else around this joint did this stuff.



 
Wow, thank you!

The posts on this thread are so nice, Byron would have been so pleasantly surprised. He did not expect many people to care.

Being without Byron is incredibly hard. Since Thursday I have now at most 8 hrs of sleep, actually haven't had much the 3rd.

I cry a lot, 8 hours straight Friday, but a bit less yesterday. I was able to hear some of his music this morning without being ill.

My support system has been wonderful though sometimes we cry together.
I keep looking to see messages, if he is awake, to hear his laughter, and his words.
Sometimes I forget and wake saying his name as if he will answer me.

When he and I spoke last we thought we had plenty of time, he actually said "no rush, we have time..."

I keep starting to take photos to send to him, maybe just take them and then make a place where they go, like a diary for Byron somewhere. Maybe a place for words I would want him to hear.

Bright Eyes
 
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