a striking occurrence of two events at one time by mere chance

 

I stayed up until five in the morning reading Ned Rorem’s "Knowing When to Stop." I read his famous diaries decades ago. He knew everyone and was outrageously frank about them and his own struggles with creativity, intimacy and booze. Truman Capote described him as "an outlaw Quaker bent on candor." I wiki him to see when he died and am surprised to find out he is still lives here in the city. Then this morning, I read in the Times  ... Ned Rorem, Composer for Both His Music and his Diaries, Dies at 99.