Farewell to Andy Warhol

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Dying is the most embarrassing thing that can ever happen to you, because someone’s got to take care of all your details.”  –Andy Warhol

Well, it’s finally happened.  Andy Warhol is gone.  No, really, he’s gone.  I mean it.  I’m talking, of course, about the monument of him that stood in Union Square in Manhattan for the last year or so.

I was in that part of  Manhattan on Tuesday and just happened to glance over in that direction.  And I had to do a double-take because he wasn’t there.  My dear friend Andy Warhol is so gone.  And I miss him already.

But you and I don’t have to despair, because I got several videos of him.  I took some in the daytime.  I took a couple of videos at night.  Here’s one I took just a few weeks ago.  Take a look.

A Farewell to Andy Warhol

I have to admit that I got kind of emotional, even a bit choked-up, looking at the statue.  I felt like I was on sacred ground.

Every time I would see the statue I would think about how many times he must have trekked through Union Square, maybe this exact spot, on his way to The Factory.  And I did, in fact, shiver.

But now it ends, the road we go together.  And so we must say goodbye.

I will say goodbye, then, to Andy Warhol.  I will say goodbye to him as if our lives were spun from the same eternal thread.  I will say goodbye as if we had once shared the same street corners and crossed the same avenues into a thousand endless tomorrows.  I will say goodbye as if we had sat in the same taverns, drank at the same bars, loitered at the same shop displays.  I will say goodbye as if we had once passed in unison through these narrow corridors into our own wingless flight as aimless and as transient as the clouds.

Goodbye Andy.


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