Jack Kevorkian, Detroit's own and national proponent of assisted suicide, has passed away this morning at Beaumont Hospital.
Known colloquially as Dr. Death, Kevorkian certainly knew how to draw a crowd and was unabashed in his belief ion a supposed right to die. It is somewhat ironic that he died quietly. Yet no matter what we may think of that, no matter how venom either side on the issue may want to inject into any eulogy about him, our duty now is simple and direct: pray for him.
It is presumably not something he would want himself. That is not, however, the point. Nor is the point today to reinvigorate the debate about any right to die. The point is that, as his soul has passed on, we are where we can really do the most good him. We can ask for the mercy of the Father, and hope that Kevorkian himself somehow made amends before he left his earthly bonds. Because right now, what he did and supported isn't important. Where he is going is what matters, and we should wish him the best on that account.
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