OT/MISC Royal family member Thomas Kingston died from a "traumatic head wound" and a gun was found near to his body
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adgal
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That's a very roundabout way of saying he committed suicide.
I know I shouldn't laugh but it's been a very stressful day and that struck my funny bone.
Henry Bowman
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Maybe the bullet identified as only a traumatic head injury.
Wyominglarry
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The man was in excellent health. Had a loving wife and kids. Was worth millions. Belong to royalty and for some unknown reason blows his brains out. I agree there is much more to this story we are not being told. Perhaps he was involved in financial crimes. Would probably make a good movie of the week for crap TV.
Depression can affect anyone.
By Edwin Arlington Robinson
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Richard Cory
By Edwin Arlington Robinson
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on the pavement looked at him:
He was a gentleman from sole to crown,
Clean favored, and imperially slim.
And he was always quietly arrayed,
And he was always human when he talked;
But still he fluttered pulses when he said,
"Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.
And he was rich—yes, richer than a king—
And admirably schooled in every grace:
In fine, we thought that he was everything
To make us wish that we were in his place.
So on we worked, and waited for the light,
And went without the meat, and cursed the bread;
And Richard Cory, one calm summer night,
Went home and put a bullet through his head.
Babs
Veteran Member
Wow! I haven't thought about this poem since high school!!
