I wrote Close To The Edge two weeks before one of the most devastating moments of my life.
I heard someone screaming out one evening from across the road where I was living at the time. Another neighbor and I went over to see if she was ok. Through her back fence, she said ‘My son’s killed himself’.
Shocked, we ran through the house and into the backyard to see a mother with her lifeless teenage son in her arms.
I still remember the look on the father’s face as he arrived home, then the grandparents – the look of absolute helplessness… such a sad sad night.