Ned Dubofsky Car Accident – So, the past few weeks have been incredibly upsetting for me. I may give the impression that I talk a lot, but in reality I’m a pretty private person who keeps a lot of things to myself.
I was in Aspen at the time, and I was feeling physically challenged and suffering.
I was also pondering my own mortality, and I was trying to be strong, healthy, and energetic while also making the effort to get up on that mountain every day. On this particular day, I was riding in the gondola when I overheard someone talking about NED.
There has never been more than one person named Ned. Ned E. Dubofsky is the only individual whose initials spell out his name, as my ex-husband, Peter Sussman, never failed to point out. Peter is the best ex-husband that someone like me could have wished for.
My heart belongs to Ned “DeBooby.” It’s just the way I am. Because he possesses that innocent cuteness and youthful charm, I’ve always been drawn to him, and I’ve spent a lot of time with him on Ajax mountain, riding my snowboard. I can still vividly recall him waiting for me as I rounded the final major turn before heading down the mountain for the day.
Whenever I go for that run, I can’t help but think of him. Thus, at the start of this gondola journey, I exclaim, “OMG, is Ned here? ” “Wait, you don’t know?,” was the remark that I received. Ned is dead.” That was the lowest point. My thoughts have never allowed me to feel helpless.
On the other hand, my physical self was in command here. Suddenly, I had the sensation that I was going to throw up. Everyone who knew this guy is aware of the following facts: he was kind, a gentleman, and a lover. He was also constantly talking about some plan or business, or simply trying to learn something new or develop a connection.
I am so sorry, so gutted, so upset. It makes me feel as though nothing matters and at the same time everything does. I have the deepest sympathy for his family. My heart goes out to Peter, who was my ex-boyfriend and who recently suffered the loss of his best buddy.
There is nothing else to say than this: life is brief. Because it is so transient and precious, it should be lived to the utmost possible extent. What truly matters are all of the seemingly insignificant little moments. Have a peaceful rest, Ned…
I haven’t been able to quit thinking about you. In addition, following that dreadful ride in the gondola, I conducted a top to bottom. During the run that we went on together, as we got to that turn heading downhill, I sent a little bit of extra love your way.