Interesting...my dad is the only person I'm remotely close to that was with me in the aftermath of a suicide attempt 25 years ago. I'd often wondered what he thought or remembered about that incident...I don't talk about my feelings to anyone but not a day goes by that isn't some sort of struggle or reminder that another go is drawing nearer. The night after Williams's death I spoke to him on the phone and he didn't mention it. He even talked about Lauren Bacall's death. I finally asked him what if anything he remembered about my attempt and surprisingly he didn't really remember it at all as a single event. He recalled things around it...other episodes and crises I had been through...but not the night that I stumbled down to the kitchen at 4am while he was making coffee and told him I'd swallowed [a VERY large number of] sleeping pills and had unexpectedly woke up bloated and hallucinating and he took me to the hospital. I wish I hadn't mentioned it...he got defensive as if my question was an attack on him as a caring father. But I guess all I really hoped is that under the circumstances, he might have asked me - as your friend did - if this affected me in some way. Not because I think he owes me the consideration, but because he was really the only person in the world that could've known it did.