Hi. I’m Art Buchwald, and I Just Died.

A year after Steve Jobs’ untimely death in October 2011, and as the feast of All Souls nears, I’ve been thinking about How We Die.

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You remember Art Buchwald:  He was an American political satirist and commentator best known for his long-running syndicated column, which originated at The Washington Post.  In 1982 he was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Outstanding Commentary, and in 1986 he was elected to the American Academy and Institute of Arts and Letters.

Buchwald was a crusty guy who dropped out of high school, ran away from home, then lied about his age to enter the Marine Corps during World War II—bribing a drunk with half a pint of whiskey to sign as his legal guardian.  After the war he attended the University of Southern California in Los Angeles, becoming managing editor of the campus magazine Wampus and writing a column for the school newspaper, the Daily Trojan; but the college, on learning that he’d never graduated from high school, refused to award him a degree.  Buchwald’s hijinks, at home and abroad in Paris, continued to earn him a spotlight; and his column was nationally syndicated in 1962.

Buchwald suffered a stroke in 2000, at the age of 74, and was hospitalized for over two months.  Then in February 2006, he had a leg amputated below the knee due to poor circulation.  Shortly after that, he revealed his decision to discontinue hemodialysis, which was made necessary by renal failure due to diabetes.  “If you have to go, the way you go is a big deal,” he explained, indulging his penchant for McDonald’s hamburgers over health foods.

Buchwald seemed to have cheated death once again.  He said, in an interview with Diane Rehm, that his kidney had begun working again.  “I bless him every morning,” he said.  “Some people bless their hearts; I bless my kidney.”  But the reprieve was short-lived; Buchwald died on January 17, 2007.  The next day, the New York Times posted a video obituary on their website in which Buchwald himself declared:  “Hi. I’m Art Buchwald, and I just died.”

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In reading about Buchwald’s passing, I couldn’t help but chuckle at his wry approach to what would be his Last Days; but it was sad, too—Buchwald’s closing of the book of his life, the inference by absence.  Nothing in the news reports, in his radio and television interviews, in the syndicated columns which continued until his death, pointed to any sort of faith in God, or in an after-life.  In Buchwald’s mind, it appeared, death was a robber that would end all the fun, all the shenanigans, all of everything.

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So along came Steve Jobs, who died on October 5, 2011, at the age of 56 after an eight-year battle with pancreatic cancer.  In his official biography, built on long conversations between Jobs and the author, Walter Isaacson, Jobs said that there is “about a 50-50 chance” that God exists.  He abandoned Christianity when he was only 13, after seeing a photo of starving children on the cover of Life magazine.  “Do you think God knows what will happen to them?” he asked his Sunday school teacher. Perceiving a heartless God that did not intervene to help the needy, Jobs never went back to church.

Later in life, Jobs studied Zen Buddhism, and he and his wife were married in a Buddhist ceremony.  But the profuse praise Jobs received from commentators and executives focused, as Jobs himself did, on his success in the world of computers and technology.

The creator and innovator who held 342 patents had apparently never returned to a confident faith in a Creator and Innovator Who willed the universe into being.

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These two life stories, especially their prosaic endings, leave me saddened.  I felt the same way when an old college professor of mine, a Unitarian Universalist and a secular humanist, died of a heart attack.

Just what happens, I’ve wondered, when a person with no faith meets the Person he’s ignored throughout his lifetime?  Does a merciful God say, “Hi! I’m God! Let me show you around!”  Or has the deceased person really ignored countless opportunities to encounter Him during life, and is that poor soul now relegated to an eternity outside the gates of glory?  I don’t know.

When I die—and I hope am permitted to know when that day is coming—I pray that I have the grace to do it differently.  I hope that I am able to speak from the heart to the people I love, to atone for my many mistakes, to assure them of my constant love, to promise them my continued prayers.

I hope that I will have the grace to refocus my attention, which is frequently diverted by one futile project or another, to God and to the things that matter most.  I hope I can spend my last days in prayer, in meditation, in preparation to take the next exciting step.  I hope that I have the sense to leave my work behind, to face eternity unencumbered, and to step freely into the arms of a loving God.

  • http://fromthepulpitofmylife.blogspot.com/ Ruth Ann

    I’m with you on this. I have similar desires about the end of my life. I’m sad for those who don’t know God in this life. I don’t claim to know exactly what happens to those like Buchwald and Jobs. It may be as you stated. I think that Godless people or atheists who live good lives at the natural level may do as well as better in obtaining salvation than baptized Christians who live sinfully. Is that possible? I tend to think so.

  • http://fromthepulpitofmylife.blogspot.com/ Ruth Ann

    I meant to say “or”, not “as” better.

  • http://www.robertabrosius.blogspot.com Roberta Brosius

    An older friend, the founder of my writers’ critique group, died Friday morning, after a few years struggling with Alzheimer’s. For as long as I knew her (about 30 years) she spread the love of God in her published writing (15 novels, hundreds of articles and stories) and in person. Thinking of my friend’s passing brings to mind a line from the Twila Paris song “Runner.” “Runner, when the race is done (or won?), you will run into His arms.”
    My friend believed (as all Christians do) that the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ provided the way to be forgiven and be in a relationship with God and have a future in heaven.
    We are all sorrowing and rejoicing at her passing, and looking forward to seeing her again.

  • J. H. M. Ortiz

    Apropos of agnostics vis à vis God and His kingdom, I’ve found interesting Pope Benedict’s remarks as reported by John L. Allen in his NCR blog dated Dec. 30, 2011. Allen there wrote that in September of that year in Germany, Pope Benedict praised “agnostics who … suffer because of our sins and are desirous of a pure heart.” Benedict said such folk are actually “closer to the Kingdom of God than ‘routine’ believers who only see the apparatus of the church without their hearts being touched by faith.”
    Allen there reported also that in October, at Assisi in Italy, Benedict said genuine agnostics are “inwardly making their way towards [God], inasmuch as they seek truth and goodness,” and even thanked them because they “challenge the followers of religions not to consider God as their own property, as if he belonged to them, in such a way that they feel vindicated in using force against others.”