The Death of My Childhood: Corey Haim–weep–is gone

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Fly on, free bird

Fly on, free bird

Why is it that all of my idols from childhood are drug addicts? Lawrence Taylor, Dwight Gooden, Jean-Michel Basquiat (kidding, sort of), and yes, Corey Haim. I will admit to shedding a tear at the demise of my favorite Lost Boy. Why couldn’t it be one of these guys? There’s no justice in the world.

Picture me flicking my bic in his honor, and please enjoy this little clay-mation tidbit:

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Theodore Ross is an editor of Harper’s Magazine. His writing has appeared in Harper’s, Saveur, Tin House, the Mississippi Review, and (of course), the Vietnam News. He grew up in New York City by way of Gulfport, MS, and as a teen played the evil Nazi, Toht, in Raiders of the Lost Ark: The Adaptation. He lives with his son, J.P. in Brooklyn, and is currently working on a book about Crypto-Jews.

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