Today’s Perfectly Composed Yet Truly Morbid Fact!
On March 22, 1925, barely six years after the Grand Canyon had become a national park, Lewis W. Thompson stood on the edge of the South Rim to pose for a scenic photo proving that he had actually been to Grand Canyon. Thompson’s position, however, proved less than ideal for a perfectly composed photo. So he took one more step. Into a crack. Thompson tripped, lost his balance, tottered, then fell off the rim. He plunged hundreds of feet to his death.
Culled from: Over the Edge: Death In Grand Canyon
I’m imaging the person taking the photograph lighting up a cigarette, walking slowly to the edge, looking down at the body, smiling, then walking slowly away…
Now we have indisputable proof Mr. Thompson was indeed at the Grand Canyon. In fact, it is his one claim to fame.
My brother came precariously close to doing this at the Great Australian Bight.
Heh, heh! Love your imagination, Comtesse!
The Bight?