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Remembering Robin Williams (nine)
A verbal Picasso
Like some stand-up comedian character created by James Joyce, Robin Williams let fly his imagination, and one could only stare in wonder at the sheer inventive joy of it.
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Confronting the unmentionable
Did Robin Williams act too soon? Should he have waited and asked for more help from friends and family?
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Remembering Robin Williams (seven)
A stand-up guy
Robin Williams’s protean talent, luminous intelligence, and overflowing heart were a once-in-a-generation blessing.
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Remembering Robin Williams (six)
Robin Williams: Empathetic hero
Robin Williams didn’t just make people laugh, he made them think, as we see in his best roles, when he played wise mentors.
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Remembering Robin Williams (five)
Robin Williams and my rainbow connection
If you’re moved by Robin Williams’s life, work, or death, find a way to honor that.
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Remembering Robin Williams (four)
Goodbye, Robin
I feel deeply for Robin Williams’s family and their devastating loss, but selfishly I feel even more bereft at my own loss.
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Remembering Robin Williams (three)
Battling monsters
It seemed Robin Williams could never fully escape from the fear that often leads addicts to self-medicate.
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Remembering Robin Williams (two)
A spirit of play
There was never a point in my life where Robin Williams wasn’t the man.
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Remembering Robin Williams (one)
A career of iconic characters
Robin Williams’s instant fame shot him to the very center of an alluring and powerful maelstrom.
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People and Stories/Gente y Cuentos in Camden
Locked up with literature
Sometimes a participant’s response in a People & Stories group has made a story spin on its axis. It happened frequently at the Camden Youth Center, where my life experiences and those of participants were so starkly different.
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