The World Weeps for You

Molly Stanton died in March of 2009 in a car accident. She was 22. I had only met her once; she was the friend of some friends. She was very courteous when I met her.

Molly wasn’t the first person I had met that had died, not even the first person I knew who died much too young. In the time between the accident before she passed, her friends were made aware. I was hanging out with one of the those friends. He got the text about the accident, then awhile later, he got another saying that she had died.

I think that’s why she had such an impact on me. It wasn’t just that I received the news that someone had died, it’s that I was told she might, then it happened. Hopes and prayers didn’t come through. I was saddened, but struck more in imagining the exponential despair of the people who knew her as more than an acquaintance. It was staggering.

This was early in my songwriting. I think it could have been much better, especially considering why it was written. Sometimes I think it was wrong of me to write it, because who I am to talk about her and do something like this? I hardly knew her. It’s just how it goes when you don’t know what else to do. Painters paint, runners run, writers write.

Published by Tommy Link

Tommy Link was born and raised in Erie PA. He began playing guitar at the age of 16, being taught by Claude Braudis at a local music store known as 'World of Music'. Two years later, he began attending Edinboro University of PA, where he started playing out at different local venues. He resides there today, and continues to play around Edinboro and Erie.

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