The catchphrase as fitting epitaph
Usually when I weep quietly at my desk, it's because of my job. But today, we lost a legend, and a beloved elder of the sf tribe.
I'm having trouble encompassing the idea of a world without Leonard Nimoy in it. His passing is one of those that I didn't expect to resound quite so strongly, but it has and will, I suspect, continue to do so. Spock was never my favorite character on Star Trek. Bones (and to a lesser extent, Scotty) was.
But Spock best embodied the open-handed, optimistic vision of Star Trek, and Leonard Nimoy seems to have lived that vision most strongly. The outpouring of respect and love from everyone he touched, from costars to colleagues to fans, tells that story, as does the sheer breadth of his art: acting; directing; writing; photography; and even singing (which maybe wasn't as artistic as the rest). You could say that he lived out the Vulcan credo of "infinite diversity in infinite combinations" just in his own life.
Surely it's fair to say the he lived long and prospered and we also prospered for having shared in his art, even on Twitter, where he offered himself as everyone's honorary grandfather, because well, many of us needed a grandfather even if just in 140 characters. So thank you, sir, and ad astra. I loved you. Give my love to De, Jimmy, Majel, and Gene.
I'm having trouble encompassing the idea of a world without Leonard Nimoy in it. His passing is one of those that I didn't expect to resound quite so strongly, but it has and will, I suspect, continue to do so. Spock was never my favorite character on Star Trek. Bones (and to a lesser extent, Scotty) was.
But Spock best embodied the open-handed, optimistic vision of Star Trek, and Leonard Nimoy seems to have lived that vision most strongly. The outpouring of respect and love from everyone he touched, from costars to colleagues to fans, tells that story, as does the sheer breadth of his art: acting; directing; writing; photography; and even singing (which maybe wasn't as artistic as the rest). You could say that he lived out the Vulcan credo of "infinite diversity in infinite combinations" just in his own life.
Surely it's fair to say the he lived long and prospered and we also prospered for having shared in his art, even on Twitter, where he offered himself as everyone's honorary grandfather, because well, many of us needed a grandfather even if just in 140 characters. So thank you, sir, and ad astra. I loved you. Give my love to De, Jimmy, Majel, and Gene.