I'm not sure at what point I became so fascinated by death. I remember in the third grade being grief stricken by Anne Frank's diary. I cut out a picture of her face and made a tree hanging ornament of her. I wondered why people died. I wanted to know who let it happen. I gave countless pursuasive speaches in High School on Marilyn Monroe's death (being murder of course). I bought every book on her and James Dean and filled my room with posters of them. So today never passes unnoticed for me. Sept 30th always reminds me of my great love for Jimmy Dean- and my quest to know every detail about him. I begged my best friend in high school to cut school and drive to Indiana to visit his grave site & family home. We teased that we perhaps were necrophiliacs...and dare dig him up. I read every page of Warren Beath's book "The Death of James Dean". He gives minute by minute accounts of his last day- and fans often reenact every detail today in honor of him. (Even down to the donut he ate) https://www.americanlegends.com/jamesdean/facts/lastride.html
He only made 3 movies. That is amazing, right? He was 24. Supposedly he died at exactly 5:55 on Sept 30-1955. He never even made it to the Rebel Without a Cause premiere.
here he is from Rebel..."I've got the bullets"
For more detailed info about James Dean and his last ride- please check out: jamesdeanindeath.com