Crikey!
I woke up one fine Monday morning, and in between checking my email and performing my daily MySpace ritual, I looked at some site that dishes out both real and sometimes exaggerated news for entertainment's sake. I saw a headline and discounted it, for nothing was on news.google.com at the time for me to collaborate. Besides, the Crocodile Hunter is invincible; he can't possibly just drop dead.
Come Tuesday morning, details flooded my favorite news sites on Steve Irwin. It is true. Having read about it a day earlier did not prepare me for the cold hard fact.
I have never been a nature fan, so long as I remember my parents renting those gay nature videos and forcing Szu and me to sit as a family in front of the tube. But as a young adult, Mr. Irwin made me enjoy nature shows. And as a mature adult, I understood his passion in wildlife and his championing conservation. Those only made me enjoy more of his "gay" shows on television.
I don't know why tears randomly swell up my eyes whenever a segment on the news starts talking about him. Much like I don't understand why I shed a few tears while watching the news unfolded on Flight TWA 800 back in 1996. Or why I tear up every time the Star-Spangled Banner gets sung at the ball game.
Whatever reason it may be, here's to you, Mr. Crikey. Mother Nature lost a great messenger, but only you can be among those select few heroes who are lucky enough to die doing what you have always loved. You have done well, and will be sorely missed for you are the one and only Crocodile Hunter in this lifetime.
Come Tuesday morning, details flooded my favorite news sites on Steve Irwin. It is true. Having read about it a day earlier did not prepare me for the cold hard fact.
I have never been a nature fan, so long as I remember my parents renting those gay nature videos and forcing Szu and me to sit as a family in front of the tube. But as a young adult, Mr. Irwin made me enjoy nature shows. And as a mature adult, I understood his passion in wildlife and his championing conservation. Those only made me enjoy more of his "gay" shows on television.
I don't know why tears randomly swell up my eyes whenever a segment on the news starts talking about him. Much like I don't understand why I shed a few tears while watching the news unfolded on Flight TWA 800 back in 1996. Or why I tear up every time the Star-Spangled Banner gets sung at the ball game.
Whatever reason it may be, here's to you, Mr. Crikey. Mother Nature lost a great messenger, but only you can be among those select few heroes who are lucky enough to die doing what you have always loved. You have done well, and will be sorely missed for you are the one and only Crocodile Hunter in this lifetime.
posted by StHalcyon at
21:42
1 Comments:
Yes it is great loss, I am also tearing up writing this reply we lost a great Australian someone who was passionate about his calling in life.
I don't think Australian's understood Steve he was so full on, but they are rallying to show repect to another great Aussie Export and a loving family man . The truely sad thing is 2 young children lost their father and a wife lost her Husband . My thoughts go out to them .
RIP Steve
Posted by Garth on Wednesday, September 06, 2006 at 2:38 PM
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