Crying. A terrible loss of a kind soul. My favorite story: [Christopher Reeve's] approaching operation to reattach his skull to his spine (June 1995) “was frig

Crying. A terrible loss of a kind soul. My favorite story: [Christopher Reeve's] approaching operation to reattach his skull to his spine (June 1995) “was frightening to contemplate. … I already knew that I had only a fifty-fifty chance of surviving the surgery. … Then, at an especially bleak moment, the door flew open and in hurried a squat fellow with a blue scrub hat and a yellow surgical gown and glasses, speaking in a Russian accent.” The man announced that he was a proctologist and was going to perform a rectal exam on Reeve. It was Robin Williams, reprising his character from the film Nine Months. Reeve wrote: “For the first time since the accident, I laughed. My old friend had helped me know that somehow I was going to be okay.” I only wish someone was there for him in his last moments. A horrible illness that is truly indiscriminate. RIP.