Allen Ginsberg passed away thirteen years ago this week on April 5, 1997. I remember when he shared a poem in typical Ginsberg style at the opening of the first Greyston housing unit. As a long-time Buddhist activist, he supported our work in Greyston. I remember several years later. I was working at Greyston and I was away from the office. Allen called and left a message, saying that although his doctors had said he had 3 months to live, he felt he was going faster than that. He started calling his friends to ask if there was anything he could do for them. After returning, about 3 hours after the phone call, he had already slipped into a coma. He passed away shortly after. He also wrote a letter to President Clinton, letting him know that if he wanted to give him any awards or honors, he better do it soon.
