Sarah Gibson: 1984 – 2012

The word on Facebook is that for no apparent reason Sarah Gibson just up & fuckin’ killed herself!  She had once confided some unresolved early-life issues to me, but also that she was getting regular professional help.

My last contact with Sarah was New Year’s Eve.  We exchanged the following text messages.

Sarah: What are you doing for New Years?

John: Quiet dinner with sister…You?

Sarah: Bar hopping Naples with about 12 friends.

John: Stay safe!

Sarah: Oh yeah we will.  It’s gonna be awesome.

John: You know how to PARTY, girl!

Sarah: I pretend to but I have to tell you that I do have a tiara.

John: That keeps evil away?

Sarah: No it’s a crown.  LOL!

John: Princess Sarah!

Sarah: Exactly!  Did you know that’s what my name means?

John: No, but it fits you!

Sarah: Ha Ha!

sarah gibsonSarah loved music.  Here she is on her computer playing songs for me from her iTunes collection.  She was always introducing me to artists I had never heard before but whom I liked immensely.

Being younger, she was much more hip and knowledgeable than I about today’s music.  But I was able to share with her at least one tune she didn’t previously know, and she couldn’t get enough of it. Often she would call me up and sing this song over the phone while it was playing in the background.

“Wayward & Weary” is a sad eulogy written by Tift Merritt about a man who also killed himself, Hunter S. Thompson.  Click to listen…


Sarah surfed, rode motorcycles, jumped out of planes, and for years was a professional horse jockey.

I made this little video of her wind surfing off Naples Beach in 2009.

Sarah Elizabeth Gibson was 28 years old.