Robin Williams: A Light Gone Out

images How stunned and sad I am this sweet, funny man will be no longer. I never knew him, but did have an encounter many years ago more as a bystander than anything.

It was circa 1985. I was with an older woman I’ll call Marianne I met through a friend who produced quiz shows.

Marianne worked in his office, but was also very active at Ronald MacDonald House, a famous facility then and now, catering to kids with cancer.

What I remember best about Marianne, besides her gravelly voice, was her hair she wore in a flip with so much Aqua Net sprayed on it, it was as though she had a basket on her head. She even carried a can in her pocketbook.

We were dawdling over coffee somewhere on First Avenue by where she lived, when who walks in but Robin Williams that, thanks to Mork and Mindy, was pretty much a household word.

I recall how he scoped the room, smiling, acknowledging everyone before his eyes rested on the two of us.

Marianne, having no qualms screaming across the busy diner, called him over.

After introducing us both she said, “Mr. Williams, would you have any interest in coming to see the kids at Ronald McDonald House? I know they’d love to see you. And it would mean so much.”

He came that afternoon.

Having experienced depression on and off most of my life, I know how close one can come to that last rung on the ladder, if you’re not careful.

Sadly, for whatever his reasons were, Robin Williams couldn’t reel himself in. His dragons were just too big to slay.

The upside however, is the body of work he leaves behind, and a heart that always opened whenever it was knocked upon.

Robin Williams  July 21, 1951 – August 11, 2014

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About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Amazon.com. Thanks.
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14 Responses to Robin Williams: A Light Gone Out

  1. micklively says:

    Certainly a very sad loss.
    When will the medics reclassify depression as a life-threatening disease?

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  2. One of the best to watch, listen to and be inspired by. Depression is a deadly disease and maybe, just maybe it will get enough attention from this loss to be recognized.
    I agree about the media reports….not necessary to hear all the details.

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  3. noisynoodle says:

    Unfortunately we can’t save Robin, but I hope we focus attention on the further medical research that is required to help people like you and your battle with this illness. The devastation on families is tremendous, it causes such a ripple effect.

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  4. skinnyuz2b says:

    Susannah, I loved Robin on Mork & Mindy. Your story just reaffirms that he was a very generous and loving individual. So sad that he couldn’t feel all the love we had toward him.

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  5. Elle Knowles says:

    It was a sad day when I learned this news. Once was enough and I turn off the TV or close the paper when another account shows up.

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    • It’s running rampant…I know. It’s even worse than when Philip S. Hoffman died, and that was pretty bad the way the press behaved. I keep thinking of his children who have to see it repeatedly in print, on the news. Their father’s last tragic moments will stalk them no matter what.

      Hate the world we live in where privacy is no longer an option.

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  6. Alva Chinn says:

    Living with depression is like living with an out of control teen; who often acts like a fish out of water, flapping about while gasping for air. Finding ways to help yourself without medicating oneself has been key for me. Finding healthful ways to honor the body, mind and spirit connection has been key. Yes, the mind is a trickster; but finding ways to get oneself from listening to the chatter of illusion and its downward spiraling loop is key to being present without anxiety. Finding peace within can help. I am truly sorry that he could not see a way out.

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    • I think a lot of people feel that way Alva. He was such a part of our culture…a contributor to what we know and love. To think he was that disturbed is very hard to wrap your mind around. I can’t read about it…don’t want to know the ugly particulars.

      I wish there was some type of law that didn’t permit a person’s darkest demons to be aired so publicly.

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