The animal world lost an ally and friend this weekend. The people world lost one of the 'good guys'. Steve Irwin, the 'Crocodile Hunter', died as a result of a freak accident involving a sting ray. I guess we all know the details by now.
Steve Irwin was a breath of fresh air in a world otherwise wrought with the pressures of international strife. He was the quintessential "time out" guy. Take a break. Put your problems aside for a few minutes. Enjoy the fun. A laughable few moments away from all the political 'crap', terrorism and such that overwhelms us each and everyday. He was there to entertain us, and he did it well. A combination of fun and education mixed with an element of danger, just to keep our hearts in our throats.
Best of all, he had an obvious passion for life. There is no doubt he immensely enjoyed his work, his play, his calling. And he shared that gift with us all. And we were blessed. And we could all learn from him.
He died doing what he loved. He was one of the lucky ones who lived his passion to the fullest. Is there a better way to leave this life for the 'life eternal'? I think not. So, Steve, instead of saying goodby, for now let's just leave it at this....
.....after while, crocodile!