All About Bette: Waxing Nostalgic About Davis

Bette Davis died at 81. But she would have celebrated her 100th birthday next month. From what we've read about her, she sounds like she had feistiness and an overall positive outlook on life...and death.

The actress suggested her own epitaph - "She did it the hard way" - and the core of her lasting allure, and the respect she commands, is our sense that she was no manufactured legend but battled tooth and nail for her success and survival. In This 'N That - written after a stroke and a mastectomy - Davis writes about one of her prize possessions: a pillow embroidered with the motto "Old Age Ain't No Place for Sissies."

Bette Davis' Eyes are now going on 34. A Headline News tribute can be found here.

[Daily Telegraph]

Chad Kroeger's Card Has Been Punched, Hanging On for Dear Life

We have our first piece of news relevant to Death Pool 2015. While we don't know if everything will be Lost then, we understand that musician Chad Kroeger thinks he will be.

Chad Kroeger of Nickelback already knows how he'll celebrate his 40th birthday: he'll be in a coffin. Kroeger tells Playboy he had a dream that he will die on his 40th birthday.

He says, "It's been foretold. I will be dead on my 40th birthday."

Might we suggest he give this place a call in advance?

If Kroeger has to go on listening to his music day in and out for the next seven years, we suspect he may die even sooner than that. Not because it's loud and could kill him. Rather, he may wind up killing himself because it's so unbearably bad.

[KWTX.com]

Is This from Oregon? No, It's from Heaven

For some time now, a Web site has allowed its employees to say a last goodbye to coworkers with a personal sendoff. We wonder if we were on our way out what wisdom we would leave to our fellow woman and man. Probably something about how to stop the leak in the company restroom.

One Oregon man though has decided that he wouldn't let death stand in his way of delivering his Christmas cards.

Even in death, Chet Fitch is a card. Fitch, known for his sense of humor, died in October at age 88 but gave his friends and family a start recently: Christmas cards, 34 of them, began arriving — written in his hand with a return address of "Heaven."

A friend for nearly 25 years, Debbie Hansen Bernard said, "All I could think was, 'You little stinker.'"

"It was amazing," she said. "Just so Chet, always wanting to get the last laugh."

The mailing was a joke Fitch worked on for two decades with his barber, Patty Dean, 57. "You must be getting tired of waiting to mail those cards," Fitch told her. "I think you'll probably be able to mail them this year." He died a week later.

Neither Rain nor snow nor sleet nor death, some mail belongs beside the Christmas wreath.

[TheAge.com]
[Yahoo News!]