I remember I was just a little kid when the movie My Girl came out. If I recall correctly, it was just shortly after Home Alone was released and so macaulay culkin was really popular, and so when I saw that he was starring in a new movie, I begged my mom to take me to watch My Girl.

I don't remember too much about the film, but I do recall the end when Mac gets his shit kicked in by a bunch of bees, and we're hit suddenly with the closing scene at his funeral. I remember feeling this sadness in my chest and being unable to contain my emotions; I cried and wept in the theatre as if it was my own mother who died. It was the weirdest thing. I feel like it was one of the earliest encounters I've had with death.

RIP Mac. And I know bees are important, but fuck bees.