The Freak Chronicles

My grandfather passed away yesterday as he was packing up leaving from Venice back to Montreal. My mom was extremely shocked when she heard that her father passed away yesterday morning. She was supposed to visit him in Montreal this weekend when he returned from Italy.  Our of utter shock she screamed. My grandmother, my aunt, my uncle and her boyfriend, Roche came over to comfort her. My aunt, uncle and my mother bought their plane tickets for my grandfather named John Fox is being cremated in Italy. They are placing his ashes in an urn with three drawn pictures by Robin, Felix and I on a small island overlooking Venice.  John Fox was an extremely extraordinary brilliant artist. When I visited him we both had deep conversations about art. John Fox’s brother fought and passed away in World War II.  My mom later yesterday told me he died from a massive heartattack. He was packing and spoke to Sandra (his wife he remarried) and told her “I am getting to old for this.” He went to go sit on the steps outside for a few moments and Sandra found him keeled over leaning down not moving. It has been devasting for everyone. The last time I saw him was last year. On the lighter side of life I have completed chapter four of my teen dramedy and I am currently on chapter five now. I have drawn up a new outline for a graphic novel that is very reminiscent of “The Elephant Man”.- aka John Merrick, the most courageos man who ever lived on this earth. My friend Meghan Partch never called to get together last week , however I did call her, but she didn’t answer. No matter I feel I need to be alone with my artistic thoughts. That is what will give me power. I have started my short film live action movie script and shall continue to make progress. I know I must be alone right now and where I belong.