Some of the lovely tributes to Robin.
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Normally, when a celeb dies, I feel a moment of shock, followed by a bit of sadness if I liked their work. If I wasn’t a fan, then I regard it like all sad news.
With Robin Williams, it’s been different. I feel a true sense of loss, like a favorite uncle has passed on. Some of this, no doubt, goes back to the fact that he’s been around most of my life. I remember seeing him as Mork on Happy Days, and becoming a huge fan when the character received a spin-off. I had a poster on my wall during third and fourth grade, and saw every single movie he was in that was age appropriate.
As I grew older, he was still there, making me laugh. Oh sure, he did some really awful films, but he was always good in them. His great films though? They made you forget all the bad ones. The irony of it all is, many of those flicks were ones I would watch to pull myself out of depressive episodes. He was a presence in my life, almost like family in a way that seems silly to state, but is no less true.
So thank you, Robin, for making me laugh when I so needed it. Thank you for being that “uncle” I never met. I hope you have found peace, and I hope you are making God laugh.