First on our list is Nathaniel Greene, who was more or less Washington's right hand man during the Revolution. He was given command of the Southern Theater in 1780, after Congress decided that maybe their choice, Horatio Gates, was an incompetent putz. Given that he had just gotten his army destroyed at Camden, it was nice of Congress to recognize that fact. At any rate, Greene was ultimately successful with his odd strategy, which he described as "we fight, get beat, rise, and fight again". Hey... it worked! At any rate, he died in 1786, which left his widow Kitty Greene a nice long time to pursue her hobby of sex with numerous men (allegedly). Not that his status as dead or alive had ever really limited her ability to enjoy her hobby even before that (allegedly). In fact, there are even hints that she-ahem- served Washington quite well herself, albeit in a different fashion than her husband.
Allegedly.
In 1937, we lost J.M. Barrie. He's the creator of Peter Pan. (Allegedly). (Not really. That fact is undisputed).
In 1953, the Rosenbergs went to the electric chair. They spied for the Soviet Union, and were sentenced to death for committing espionage in favor of the USSR. Allegedly. (again, not really allegedly. It's pretty well proven beyond dispute, so if someone tells you they were framed, tell them to go read an actual history book, and not a bit of leftist propaganda). Not wishing them an RIP, more of a RIH, or "rot in Hell".
Peter Townshend died in 1995. I know what you're thinking- "but that would
make Daltrey the only surviving member of The Who!" (which would be news to Kenny Jones, if he's still alive). But relax- it was "only" Pete Townshend the WWII fighter ace, and Equerry to King George VI and Queen Elizabeth II. Whatever the hell an equerry is.
And again, that's about it. Later.
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