“American Scream: The Bill Hicks Story” by Cynthia True. This one of my favorite parts of the book, just because of the light it sheds on how much Bill was suffering toward the end, which he tended NOT to acknowledge. Bill was a warrior and a prophet, in my less-than-humble opinion:
“There was no time to idle. ‘We’re fighting an art war,’ Bill said solemnly as he leaned across the table. His eyes seemed to turn darker and the look on his face was so intense that [Stephen] Doster almost expected him to rise up off his chair.
‘And he said to me, “I do what I do so people won’t feel alone.” But there was none of this kind of self-important ‘I’ve got to save the world’ type of thing with him. He was more like the little soldier fighting the good fight.’
As they walked out to the parking lot, Bill grabbed his side.
‘You better have that checked out,’ Stephen said.
‘Oh, I have. I’m just fine,’ Bill replied.
When Stephen got home, he tried to explain about the lunch to his wife, Melinda.
‘I don’t know where Bill can go from here,’ he said.
‘What do you mean?’ she asked.
Stephen couldn’t explain it.”
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“I left in love, in laughter, and in truth and wherever truth, love, and laughter abide, I am there in spirit.”
– Bill Hicks
December 16, 1961 – February 26, 1994