an actor i knew

An actor I knew I saw him sitting alone in the dining room  of a small hotel, drinking brandy with coke his handsome face was bloated, and he was deep in his cups I told him of the Humblebee story when  he played Schultz, and he chuckled  he was a man in agony drinking had  become relentless, whatever reasons  he drank, but the hurt didn't go away he had lost his wife to cancer and thought of killing himself, as a trained counselor  I knew better than to give advice on how to stop drinking   His girlfriend came, had been in the bar playing pool, a woman with a fake smile was driving him home to his cottage she, also when the actor was away looking after the cottage The last time I saw him, he was struggling to  walk up a hilly road, I drove to his home again, he mentioned suicide. I said, no, my friend, you have to live and suffer as the rest of that was the last time I saw the news of his death saddened me