I met Windell on the film "Afro Ninja." If you see him, you'd know him. An incredibly happy-go-lucky bear of a man who oftentimes lifted the spirits of the set when he was around. He cracked me up. Always great whenever I was his audience. He knew when I laughed behind the camera, he'd recreate a funnier moment.
Windell apparently passed away from alcohol induced heart failure at 36. Doing a little research it occurs to people around 35-50 years of age when they've induced a large amount of booze for a while. Like myself, the symptoms do include dizziness, lack of breath, heart murmurs and so forth. Yes, I could be a hypochondriac, considering my doctor gave me a clean bill of health, but it's still scary stuff. Especially since I haven't accomplished what I set out in life yet.
I doubt Windell knew the damage he was doing to himself either. I had no idea that you could die of heart disease under the age of 50 unless it was like...a heart condition. But more than likely he stayed a party animal to the end. I'm not sure what the warning here is...almost like it was telling me what I needed to hear, in terms of how I have to remain on my path of no booze.
It's amazing, at my age now, people are dying off. And I'm not even old enough to get philosophical about it.
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