the crocodile hunter
By the time any of you read this blog entry, you'll probably have already learned about the death of the famed Crocodile Hunter, Steve Irwin. My brother David first introduced us to Steve Irwin about 10 years ago, and our whole family has followed him ever since. He always seemed so invincible, tempting fate and flirting with death on a daily basis as he tackled crocodiles and handled deadly snakes. All the while we were more entertainted than we'd ever been by a guy explaining to us the formerly-boring world of reptiles. As it turns out his demise came about while filming an underwater documentary, by a stingray wound. I only learned about his death a few minutes ago, and that article was only written about 10 minutes before I read it, so we'll all be learning a lot more in the coming days. As crazy as he was, we never thought his antics would actually lead to his end. He was Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter, invincible.
As we learn more, our hearts go out to his wife and kids. I don't doubt his loss will be felt the world over. And I know it sounds incredibly cheesy, but I'm actually going to miss him. And whether you admit it or not, you know you're going to miss him too.
