This morning I also came acoss this nice summation of the century of Hemingway. I mention it because I think this is the perfect one-paragraph summation of Hemingway the man:
His life for years was a moveable feast: moving between homes in Key West and Cuba and traipsing around Europe. From afar, it looked like a marvelous tapestry; up close it bore the moth holes of drinking, failed marriages, and personal decay.It is well known that Hemingway committed suicide by putting a shotgun to his head. I have often wondered if the depression that caused his suicide was brought on by the death of his close friend Gary Cooper who died a month before. Maybe Hemingway saw the giants of his day slipping away and combined with the physical pain he was in - it just became too much to bear. Just a theory.
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