A bestseller then tragic loss

A bestselling book — then a tragic loss

A bestseller then tragic loss
Robert Pirsig and his son Chris in 1968.

JOURNEY OF SELF-DISCOVERY 

Robert Pirsig, who wrote the 1974 bestseller Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, lived to the age of 88, but fate wasn’t so generous to his son.

Christopher Pirsig was stabbed to death outside the San Francisco Zen Center on November 17, 1979. He was just 22.

A bestseller then tragic loss
Chris Pirsig just before his death.

Chris lived and worked at the Zen Center. At 8 o’clock on that Saturday night he left the center to visit a friend who lived a block away on Haight Street.

A car pulled to a stop on the street beside him and two black men jumped out.

One of them got behind Chris and grabbed his arms, while the other stood in front and went through Chris’s pockets. When he found nothing he pulled out a large kitchen knife, witnesses said. Chris said something to the mugger which the witnesses couldn’t hear. The thug became furious and plunged the knife into Chris’s chest. The two men jumped back into their car and sped away.

Chris slumped against a parked car to keep from collapsing. He staggered across the street to the corner of Haight and Octavia streets, where he fell to the sidewalk and died. He was just two weeks away from turning 23.

A bestseller then tragic loss

MORE TO LIFE THAN FLESH AND BLOOD

His father, who was divorced from Chris’s mother, tried to cope with the loss philosophically. His best memories always harked back to when Christopher, at the age of 11, joined him on a cross-country motorcycle journey of self discovery.

“I go on living, more from force of habit than anything else,” Pirsig wrote. “Where did Chris go? He was a real, live person, occupying time and space on this planet, and now suddenly he was gone. Did he go up the smoke stack at the crematorium? Was he strumming a harp on some cloud? None of these answers made any sense.”

Bestseller then tragic loss
Robert Pirsig

Pirsig concluded: “The Chris I missed so badly was not an object but a pattern and although the pattern included the flesh and blood of Chris, that was not all there was to it. The pattern was larger than Chris and myself and related to us in ways that neither of us understood or could control.”

Robert Pirsig died on April 24, 2017.


Ok coverThe Buddha, the Godhead, resides quite as comfortably in the gears of a cycle transmission as he does at the top of the mountain, or in the petals of a flower. — Robert Pirsig,Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.’


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