I, rather quickly, read Mortality by Christopher Hitchens. It is a short collection of his last columns for Vanity Fair, the ones he wrote as he was dying of cancer. The circumstance of the columns would be enough to get me teary even if he had been writing music reviews but the subject certainly kept me teary. He writes of dying, how from the cancer he begins loosing his humanity, his voice. He has an amazing tone in all his writing that I don't know that i've read anywhere else.
I have to read more Hitchens, which I think I said the last time I read something he wrote. a 6.