I found a photographer, Henry Hargreaves, that has done something interesting. He has taken famous prisoners’ last meals and made a photo journal. for instance:
It’s really rather fascinating. Some men, like John Wayne Gacy, live it up. eat a lot of whatever they want. while some men, like Victor Feguer, ask for this:
Why? What makes a man, who knows he is about to die, want to eat what he does? What would you ask for if you were about to die? What would your last words be? What would the last thing you wrote or wore be? It’s perhaps a morbid or somber thought, but maybe one we could consider. What is the one last thing we want to do or see or accomplish or say? I don’t anything insightful to offer, just thinking.
That is all.