In remembrance of Andrea
Reflecting back on the short time in which I’ve been writing this column, I have to say I’ve been a little hard on Andrea. Whenever the topic of “too stupid to live” came up, Andrea’s name had to be mentioned.
There was the time she pointed a gun at Rick’s face, (With the safety still on, mind you) because he shot a bunch of walkers who were trying to eat him. Imagine that?
Or when she left Beth, a teenage girl who had just gone through a pretty horrific (moment thanks mostly to her boy toy Shane) alone to attempt suicide.
Or when she so wanted to shoot a walker that she took a long range shot, through a field that Rick, T-Dog, (may he RIP) and Glen where running through to deal with the walker themselves. Quietly, so as to not attract more walkers. As it turned out, it wasn’t a walker, but Daryl.
And let’s not mention boy toy # 2, The Gov. (Can you imagine if she had survived, how psycho boy toy # 3 would have been if that pattern continued?)
Or… But I digress. Andrea is gone. And when someone dies, we should remember the good things about them. Like …. Um… Give me a minute. I’ll get there.
Well, every once and a while, she could kick ass. She escaped from the farm mostly on her own. She managed to get a pretty good ways away, killing walkers as she went like she was in a video game.
And it was pretty sweet the way she out smarted The Gov. in that warehouse. Too bad he caught up with her right before she made it to the prison.
So yeah, Andrea had her moments. I guess I was mean to her at times, but she didn’t deserve to get killed.
And so Andrea, I dedicate this column to you. You certainly gave us lot’s to talk about. We’ll miss you.
Maybe not as much as your boy toys, but still.