sydney yendys was an australian man who was born in 1881.his first word was "dad".at the age of 11 he realized that his name and birth year was a palindrome.(same when you read backwards and straight) after then he gave his life on palindromes and wrote a novel which is a palindrome from beginning to the end.he finished the book at his 33.the book was perfect at first glance.however when he gave the book to his friends a friend of him found a mistake in the novel.after the friend told sydney that there was a mistake in the novel, sydney commited suicide with one bullet to his head.

 

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i was born in 1990.do you wanna know some other facts about me? :huh:

you're kidding ... :o

i wanna read that book ... :stunned:

i wanna read it too :stunned: what a sad story :cry:

where did you get that from?

sydney yendys must have been a weird guy ... :/

seems a bit of a waste... of a bullet! :P :sneaky:

^^from a Turkish site.i read and immediately translated :P poor guy goes to waste :(

:wacko:

:freak: That's nuts!

Here's the whole story (got it from here)

I don't believe it's true, though ;-)

 

In 1881 (notice the numbers are the same forward and backward?) a man was born named Sydney Yendys (his name is also palindrome!).

I am not sure in which town he was born, but he married a girl named Edna and had a daughter named Edna. He worked for 5 yrs. as a bookkeeper with OK Cartrac Ko. (Reads the same forward and backward too!)

Business grew and an assistant was hired for Sydney, named Wordrow (another palindrome!). One day Wordrow said to his boss, "Have you ever noticed that your entire name is a palidrome?" Sydney had never heard of the word before. After Wordrow explained it to him, with two examples: "It's a word or sentence that reads the same forward and backwards like the word 'level' or 'Rats live on no evil star.'"

 

So, Sydney wrote his name on a piece of paper, and then wrote it backwards and exclaimed, "Sure enough, you're right!"

 

From that day on, Sydney became obsessed with palindromes. He is considered the "Father of the Palindrome" by many wordsmiths because more than any other man of his time, and perhaps in history so far he devoted his entire life to them? He spent all of his spare time fuddling around with words. One day he saw the results of a palidromic contest published in his weekly paper. The winner was Levin Snivel (palidrome name!) who wrote a twelve octosyllabic line poem. (He and Sydney were to become life-long competitors). Sydney was energized! He wrote a twenty decasyllable poem and sent it to the publisher, who did publish is. But he also sent his regrets that it had not been sent in in time for his contest (or he'd have won). Snivel heard about this and then wrote a palindromic poem of forty duodecasyllables. And ol' Sydney countered with the same kind of poem only composed of 60. Thus we have dueling poets!!

 

After Snivel wrote a poem of 114 syllabled lines, Sydney decided it was time for some major action. He decided to write a full-length novel that was one entire palidrome titled, "D'neeht" and started instantly.

 

Fortunately, he could do this because he got a nice inheritance to live on (relative unknown) so he could quit bookkeeping and devoted all his time writing this palindromic novel. Of course, this wrecked havoc on his personal life! .His wife left him, taking their daughter with her. Well, duh? Ironically Sydney never even noticed they left! He kept on with his novel writing and writing and writing.

 

How long did it take? 30 years!!! The palindrome novel was finally done -- or was it?

 

Sydney threw a party for a few of his closest friends, with a nice fire, wine and all the rest. He presented the large stack of typewritten papers of the novel, "D'neeht" and said it was an anti-war novel. Upon looking closely at the first sentence which read, "Snug and raw was I, ere I saw war and guns," they gasped.

 

It was underlined in red and as all good friends, they had suggested merely rewriting it to read,

"Snug & raw was I, ere I saw war & guns."

 

(Do you see his big error? The "and" was never a palindrome?)

 

Sydney's lips quivered, jaw dropped and perspiration formed on his brow. He picked up the entire manuscript and walked over to the fireplace and tossed it in! An artistic perfectionist as Sydney would never compromise his integrity. Thirty years had been wasted. He then produced a pistol and well.....Need I say more?

 

Carved on Sydney Yendy's tombstone were the following words,

 

"In my end is my beginning."

 

Mr. Sydney Yendy's seems to have been born, destined, preordained and cursed with being a palindromist till he died.

 

It's a shame Sydney tossed it in the fire. :( I think millions would have enjoyed his novel, regardless of that one flawed sentence. I know I would have loved to have read it or seen it.

 

 

 

Information is credited to George Marvil in the following book:

"Palindromes and Anagrams" by Howard W. Bergerson

Dover Publications, Canada © 1973

It's a great story and we are glad they both shared it. :)

interesting story...

i don't believe it either....

 

i was thinking to open a thread about legends.. but i asked on search option first and ta dah i found this one.

 

so do you know any legend from your country? (even if you don't believe it), share it. :)

shane warne, spin bowler legend.

what a story :stunned:

 

sydney yednys, what a name:D

Nathan.

^Haha, what the hell?? What does that have to do with Nathan??

He is a legend.

oh! Haha, sort of, I guess. Not really, though. Did "Naish" get banned or something?

yes. :(

DAMN! Why?? He wasn't even being a dickhead this time around!

 

Fuck!

my birth year is a palindrome

1991

my birth year is a palindrome

1991

 

If your death is as well you'll be a legend.

No, first she'll have to change her name to Liz Zil or something, then pretend to write a book in palindrome form.

I AM NOT LIZ SARAH! :bigcry:

UR NOT?!?!