When someone decides to end their life, it seems to me that choosing a manner that would be easier on the family and loved ones left behind would be a last consideration. Bad enough to put them through such a stressful time, but to do so in a strange way adds to the saddness I would think.
Death By Gunpowder
When W.H. Irving’s body was found in full rigor mortis near Chicago on July 28, 1893, police investigators were appalled by the horrible mutilation of the remains. The head was “blown to pieces,” the jaw hung by a shred, and the nose was gone. It appeared Irving had filled his mouth with gunpowder and struck a match, literally blowing his face off. A suicide note was found in his pocket. Police suspected foul play due to Irving’s respectable appearance and expensive straw hat. The suicide note spoke of virtual destitution, but the man had a job waiting for him at home in Winthrop Beach, Massachusetts. They also noticed fresh footprints around the body, but nothing came of these red herrings. Irving’s wife thought he’d gone on vacation, and that if he had committed suicide, he must have been temporarily insane.
I don't really want to even see any pictures of this suicide, thank you very much. My imagine is good enough to fill in the blanks!
Coffee out on the patio today. Humid and hot!