In Memoriam: Chad Armstrong
You probably won’t recognize Chad’s name, unless you’re a frequent follower of this site, and even then I doubt it. I’ve written about Chad before, or about his movie, DEIMOSIMINE. The movie has yet to be released, or even completed, and a major reason for that is Chad getting sick. I didn’t know him that well, honestly, but I liked him. I respected him, too. Here was a guy who, a few years ago, was diagnosed with a severe, potentially fatal illness. He decided, with life being so short and uncertain, that he was going to follow his dream of being a filmmaker, and he did it. He got to live his dream. I’m saddened that he didn’t see that dream come to full fruition, but life is in the journey and not the destination, and Chad was living the journey.
I worked for Chad and his partner, Andrew Thompson, for awhile, writing reviews for their company LEGLESS CORPSE FILMS. In addition to creating, they also distributed Independent Horror films and organized film festivals. That’s where I first met Chad, at the first LEGLESS CORPSE FILM FESTIVAL. I recognized in him a kindred spirit. I’m deeply saddened today to learn of his passing.
Chad started experiencing chronic pain several months ago. Doctors failed to diagnose the cancer that was ravaging his body until it was too late. Friends, if something seems amiss where your health is concerned, don’t trust the doctors to do their jobs. Their negligence, even if unintentional, can cost you your life. Stay on them. Get second opinions. Don’t assume that they know what they’re talking about, because sometimes they don’t.
Yes, I’m angry at those doctors. Yes, I feel like they are culpable in my friend’s death. But I don’t want to spend this time, here, spewing venom at them. I want to celebrate the memory and the example of a guy who dared to go for his dream. That’s a pretty sweet legacy to leave behind, I think, being an inspirer.
Thanks for the inspiration, brother. I’ll see you again, further on up the road.