Today I heard the sad news of Andrew Koenig's death. I was fortunate to have known Andrew - though not that well. He was one of the improvisers at the now defunct Empty Stage Theater in West Los Angeles, which I performed at for almost 10 years. While I knew Andrew was "Chekov's son," I did not know while he was at the theater that he had played "Boner" on Growing Pains - he was that humble and non-pretentious about his celebrity.

Andrew was not someone I was friends with, but an acquaintance who I saw on a regular basis for many years. He never struck me as the kind of person capable of taking his own life. In retrospect, I can see some evidence of the depression in his sharp humor. I don't remember him as a happy or joyful person, but a bright guy who expressed a more cynical view of life in his creative expression. Still, I would have never in a million years thought he was capable of ending his own life.

I saw this story shared on another blog, and I thought I'd pass it along. A lot of people are shocked by the recent deaths of Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson, but do we really need to feel sorry for those who have crossed over? Is death a punishment or an entryway into another existence? Read on...

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In 1982 I died from terminal cancer. The condition I had was inoperable, and any kind of chemotherapy they could give me would just have made me more of a vegetable. I was given six to eight months to live.