But he died Happy :)
SYDNEY (AFP)–Iconic Aussie wildlife daredevil Steve Irwin has died as he loved living: seeking out the world’s most dangerous and exotic creatures in their own domain. [more]
He was one of those people that you would never expect to die, mainly because being “The Crocodile Hunter” is his job, and because you just don’t think he actually would. I loved watching his TV shows: I remember when I was back in 7th grade, I was sitting behind a group of Australian delegates in this international conference, and I was getting a kick out of imitating doing a Steve Irwin impression for my seatmate. Them Aussie girls turned to look at me weird.
Steve Irwin died while filming off the Great Barrier Reef. During the shooting, a stingray’s barb went straight to his chest, and pierced a hole into his heart.
Such a poetic way to die. But he died happy.
Sometimes, I just think, what if I die later? Tomorrow? Next year? Would I be ready? And could I rightly say that I died HAPPY?
That’s just really something to think about. For now: Rest in Peace, Steve Irwin, Crocodile Hunter.
Life is precious. And life is full of surprises–and that’s another blog entry.
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