R.I.P. Jessie Kitty
"On the 8th of May 2009, Jessica Eastwood of Nashville left this optimistic note for her companion of 10yrs, Joseph Williams, "Stars are twinkling back at your soul. There's so much to look forward to, so you smile, Jessie" That afternoon she put on her helmet on her way to see Joe at work, on her moped, which she loved to ride. When perhaps she was cut off and struck something hard that threw her off the moped striking her head. She dies 2 days later May 10th 2009 after surgical removal of a massive hemorrhage. She was 28 yrs old born on February 24th 1981. Jessica attended Duluth East Hgh School. She was preceded in death by her mother Sharmon (Sabot) Eastwood, Grandfather Fred Sabot and Great-Grandmother Myrtle Peterson. She is survived by her sister Melanie Eastwood, father Elton Eastwood, Grandmother Jean Sabot, Cheryl Sabot (aunt), Leonard Lamoreux (uncle), Michelle (Darrell) Royseth (aunt & uncle) and cousins and her Beloved Joseph Williams."
I have seen Jessie Kitty online for as long as I have been on. Back from the beginning days of being a cam girl, there was Jessie Kitty. I have had chatted with here a few times over the years and have been a fan of hers. Jessie did her own thing and that was what made Jessie Kitty. She had her own style and didn't care what others thought and for that was a big reason I loved her. It was fun to check up on her blogs once in a while and hear of the crazy shit she did. She came across as a hard core chick yet she had a big hart in there. I think Jessie Kitty said it better herself in a My Space Blog entry September 21, 2008 - Sunday
"My cavalier attitude sometimes leaves people with the impression that I am superficial, or uncaring. That is extremely far from the truth.
When you've lived my life, and when you're as smart as I am, it is completely impossible to ignore what is important. I know whats right, I know whats wrong. I know what counts, and I know what doesnt. I am very sensitive and I feel feelings very deeply. I'm an old soul, and deep down I love people. I am very frustrated by the common faults of current day 'mankind'. I'm frustrated with the indecent behaviors that are considered normal and appropriate. I am angry about what people hold in high regard. I am angry about the way people torture eachother.
Real 'uglyness' can only be found on the inside. Having lots of money and fame does NOT make you important, in the grand scheme of things. Compassion is cool, selfishness is not. Being power hungry is sick. Your instinct should be to HELP, not to WATCH. It's not funny when bad things happen to other people. war IS wrong. Things DO matter.
My career in the 'adult industry' is not to be looked down on. What I do is important, because what I do is make people FEEL GOOD for a moment, in this less than savory existence.
My current mood is best expressed in this live performance of 'Five Years' - David Bowie:
Pushing thru the market square, so many mothers sighing
News had just come over, we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us, earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet, then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
I saw boys, toys electric irons and T.V.'s
My brain hurt like a warehouse, it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people, and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people, and all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
A girl my age went off her head, hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off, I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm, fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest, and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour, drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine, don't think
you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
We've got five years, stuck on my eyes
Five years, what a surprise
We've got five years, my brain hurts a lot
Five years, that's all we've got"
When you have someone who shares there lives with all of us like Jessie Kitty did, you feel like you kind of know them. She let us all be a part of her life with her blogs and her cams. Now I go to her site, links are slowly becoming inactive and no more new blog entries. To have such a young life taken is never fair. But Jessie has left her mark and I think for many she will never be forgotten.
My hart goes out to her family, friends and for her love Joe. No words I could say can take it all away though I wish it could.
You now have your wings and you can go anywhere......R.I.P. Jessie