Leonard Nimoy has died.
I am stunned. I thought he would be around forever. I know no one is, but he was there so early, even in the Museum of Science; I was just talking about him. He was the only actor to survive the Abrams reboot of Star Trek, so why not everything else the universe could throw at him? I can remember being six or seven, teaching my hands the Vulcan salute that I did not yet know came from the blessing of the Kohanim. He was household shorthand for intelligence in science fiction, unapologetically intellectual and deeply loved. We had at least one of his autobiographies in the house. I talk about losing people like watching landscapes fall away. This is like losing a star out of the sky.
His memory for a blessing.
I am stunned. I thought he would be around forever. I know no one is, but he was there so early, even in the Museum of Science; I was just talking about him. He was the only actor to survive the Abrams reboot of Star Trek, so why not everything else the universe could throw at him? I can remember being six or seven, teaching my hands the Vulcan salute that I did not yet know came from the blessing of the Kohanim. He was household shorthand for intelligence in science fiction, unapologetically intellectual and deeply loved. We had at least one of his autobiographies in the house. I talk about losing people like watching landscapes fall away. This is like losing a star out of the sky.
His memory for a blessing.
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