Derek K. Miller is dead

Another atheist exits with grace and dignity.

Here it is. I'm dead, and this is my last post to my blog. In advance, I asked that once my body finally shut down from the punishments of my cancer, then my family and friends publish this prepared message I wrote--the first part of the process of turning this from an active website to an archive.

If you knew me at all in real life, you probably heard the news already from another source, but however you found out, consider this a confirmation: I was born on June 30, 1969 in Vancouver, Canada, and I died in Burnaby on May 3, 2011, age 41, of complications from stage 4 metastatic colorectal cancer. We all knew this was coming.

Please, could you all stop dying and let me get to know you while you're alive? I know, that's a terribly selfish sentiment, but I browsed through Miller's archives and he was a good and decent person…and his death just reminds me that there a multitude of good and decent people still here, still all around me, and I don't know them all.

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