a Franciscan monk in Kilkenny, Ireland, who died in the plague, left blank pages in his chronicle and a message in case “any child of Adam may escape this pestilence and continue the work thus commenced.”[17] Below this, someone added a postscript dated 1349: “it seems that the author died here.”
As a person who writes in a journal, I find this anecdote funny. This monk, knowing he may likely die, left a message for whoever came across his work after he passed. Indeed, someone did find it and had the decency to write that the author had passed. If I was aware that I was going to die, I would likely write a message in the same manner. I would hope someone had the deceny (and the humor) to leave a similar note in my own journal. All stories, even our own lives, come to an end. It would be nice if someone finished mine when I pass.
