Showing posts with label skin cancer. Show all posts
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Monday, July 20, 2009

R.I.P. Frank McCourt



It saddens me to learn that the great Frank McCourt, one of my favorite writers, passed away yesterday at the age of 78.

From a Timesonline article:
"Frank McCourt, the Irish-American author best known for the Pulitzer Prize-winning memoir Angela's Ashes that chronicled his impoverished upbringing, has died in New York. He was 78.

The bestselling author died from a metastatic melanoma, according to an executive of Scribner, McCourt’s publisher.

A schoolteacher who came to writing late in life, McCourt won acclaim with his poignant, extraordinarily bleak picture of a childhood growing up in the slums of the Irish city Limerick.
Angela's Ashes brought McCourt a 1997 Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Critics Circle Award and other honours. Millions of copies of the book were sold worldwide and it was adapted into a 1999 movie starring Emily Watson and Robert Carlyle. "

McCourt turned to his life in the United States for subsequent books, Tis and Teacher Man.
Born in New York City, he was the eldest of seven children born to Irish immigrant parents.
Angela's Ashes was an unsparing memoir that captured a feckless, drunkard father with a gift for story-telling. When not drunk, his father was absent, turning his back on a family so poor, McCourt wrote, that they were reduced to burning the furniture in their rented hovel to keep warm.
Already struggling when the Great Depression hit, the family moved back to Limerick, where they slipped ever deeper into poverty in the 1930s.

Three of McCourt's siblings died of diseases worsened by hunger and the squalor of their surroundings. McCourt himself almost died of typhoid fever as a child.

"When I look back on my childhood I wonder how I managed to survive at all," McCourt wrote. "It was, of course, a miserable childhood: the happy childhood is hardly worth your while. Worse than the ordinary miserable childhood is the miserable Irish childhood, and worse yet is the miserable Irish Catholic childhood."

In Angela's Ashes, he wrote of hunger, a home flooded with rainwater and the grinding humiliation of seeking handouts from charities in the hardscrabble Irish city.
But his vivid prose captured the speech and quirks of a gallery of relatives, leavening a truly harrowing childhood with compassion and humour.

After leaving school at 13, McCourt supported his mother and brothers and sisters with occasional jobs and petty crime.

At 19, he returned to the United States, finding work at a New York hotel. He subsequently trained as a schoolteacher, only later becoming a published writer.

His brother, Malachy McCourt, is an actor and author who has appeared in numerous film, television and theatre productions.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Make-A-Wish Patient, 5, Returns To Burglarized Home

PITTSBURGH -- Burglars targeted the home of a Penn Hills mother and her daughter who were on a Make-A-Wish Foundation vacation this week.

Moneera Ogbomon and her daughter, Mena Small, 5, who suffers from skin cancer, were vacationing at Disney World when the burglary happened. They returned home Sunday night and found someone had broken in.

"Make-A-Wish did everything let us know it was not all chemotherapy treatments out there. There's joy in the world. We did that, and got home, and they robbed it away from us, again."

Small was diagnosed with cancer in 2007, and her mother said since then, there have been many trips to Children's Hospital.

The thieves stole televisions and other electronics, police said. They also damaged the family car, which Ogbomon uses to take her daughter for medical treatment, police said.

"She was crying. She was just upset," said Ogbomon. "Just, you know, totally upset. She just came back from her wonderful vacation.

Penn Hills police are investigating. Anyone with information is asked to contact police.

"I don't know who would do something like this," said Ogbomon. "We've just been through so much with Mena the last few years. I just don't know who would do something like this."