Jimmy Buffett, the singer-songwriter who drew millions of fans with his folksy tales of living and loving on tropical sandy beaches, frozen concoction in hand, died Friday night. He was 76.
“Jimmy passed away peacefully on the night of September 1st surrounded by his family, friends, music and dogs,” a statement on his website said. “He lived his life like a song till the very last breath and will be missed beyond measure by so many.”
To be fair I got stressed from “A Pirate Looks at 40” when I was like…24.
Love that song though. Don’t know if it would help your dad but whenever I get down about mortality I find comfort in this thought - Any small act of good can have a profound effect on the world long after you’re gone, and knowing I might already have some unknown and silent legacy, selfishly, makes me feel better about leaving the world before accomplishing everything I’d hope to.