And here is #3

Well, earlier this week I blogged about “Stars Dying in Threes,” at that time there were only two stars that had died recently. Well, when I checked my e-mails this morning, there was a story that author Ray Bradbury died today at the age of 91.

Ray Bradbury, circa 1980. Photograph: Michael Ochs Archives/Getty Images

… Best known for his dystopian novel Fahrenheit 451 (1953) and for the science fiction stories gathered together as The Martian Chronicles (1950) and The Illustrated Man (1951), (from

This was a letter that was posted on his website.

JUNE 6, 2012

Ray Bradbury, recipient of the 2000 National Book Foundation Medal for Distinguished Contribution to American Letters, the 2004 National Medal of Arts, and the 2007 Pulitzer Prize Special Citation, died on June 5, 2012, at the age of 91 after a long illness. He lived in Los Angeles.

In a career spanning more than seventy years, Ray Bradbury has inspired generations of readers to dream, think, and create. A prolific author of hundreds of short stories and close to fifty books, as well as numerous poems, essays, operas, plays, teleplays, and screenplays, Bradbury was one of the most celebrated writers of our time. His groundbreaking works include Fahrenheit 451, The Martian Chronicles, The Illustrated Man, Dandelion Wine, and Something Wicked This Way Comes. He wrote the screen play for John Huston’s classic film adaptation of Moby Dick, and was nominated for an Academy Award. He adapted sixty-five of his stories for television’s The Ray Bradbury Theater, and won an Emmy for his teleplay of The Halloween Tree. In 2005, Bradbury published a book of essays titled Bradbury Speaks, in which he wrote: In my later years I have looked in the mirror each day and found a happy person staring back. Occasionally I wonder why I can be so happy. The answer is that every day of my life I’ve worked only for myself and for the joy that comes from writing and creating. The image in my mirror is not optimistic, but the result of optimal behavior.

He is survived by his four daughters, Susan Nixon, Ramona Ostergren, Bettina Karapetian, and Alexandra Bradbury, and eight grandchildren. His wife, Marguerite, predeceased him in 2003, after fifty-seven years of marriage.

Throughout his life, Bradbury liked to recount the story of meeting a carnival magician, Mr. Electrico, in 1932. At the end of his performance Electrico reached out to the twelve-year-old Bradbury, touched the boy with his sword, and commanded, Live forever! Bradbury later said, I decided that was the greatest idea I had ever heard. I started writing every day. I never stopped.

What a great life Ray Bradbury lived. I liked his quote of “…I have looked in the mirror each day and found a happy person staring back.” I would love to reach that stage at the end of my life or even right now.


Uh-oh — 2 out of 3

I have posted before about Stars Dying in Threes. Well, these past couple of days, two stars have past away:

Richard Dawson (November 20, 1932 – June 2, 2012)

Richard Dawson (November 20, 1932 – June 2, 2012) Credit: ABC Photo Archives/ABC via Getty Images

Kathryn Joosten (December 20, 1939 – June 1, 2012)

Kathryn Joosten (December 20, 1939 – June 2, 2012) (Photo from

I remember watching Richard Dawson on the game show Match Game and then as the host of the Family Feud. He always seemed suave and debonaire to me. I only remember seeing him on reruns of Hogan’s Heroes when I was growing up.

I watched Kathryn Joosten when she was a regular  as Karen McCluskey in Desperate Housewives, and for her recurring role in The West Wing as Dolores Landingham. I liked her most on The West Wing. She was also in one of my favorite Scrubs episode is “My Old Lady.”

I saw this on Facebook about her. After I read that, I realized that I needed to start looking at my life differently.

Now, I only post about this because I am fascinated when it does happen. My niece and I had a conversation about this and I was trying to explain it to her. She thought I was crazy. But I gave her some examples of it and I think she was starting to believe me a little on the myth of Stars Dying in Threes.

So hopefully, no stars will die anytime soon. I only post about these stars to remember them and celebrate the work they did.

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