My dear friend, Max Fairchild passed away on the 12th of October 2017. Max was known for his roles in Mad Max 1 & 2, Howling lll, Death Of A Soldier and TV series -- Killing Time. I met Max at 22 and he drove me to the airport to leave for London back in March 2017. This post is dedicated to him. Thank you for all the laughs and bundies cobber!
Today I watched my mate of 17 years fighting for every breath whilst I held his hand and kissed his forehead in a palliative care unit.
It felt so abstract. The gradual demise of a man who was larger than life. Death reduces us all down to size.
But so does living...
I tried to think of every excuse on why I shouldn't go and visit him. I didn't want to deal with the reality of him dying.
But I went.
Because this wasn't about me. This was about 17 years of mateship. This was about his beautiful sons -- Tom and Jack.
As I gazed at Max in his bed from the privileged position of good health -- a few lines from TS Eliot's poem 'The Hollow Men' washed over me.
This is the way the world ends
Not with a bang but a whimper.