I wish I were even a little surprised it was an apparent suicide. But he did so, so much good in his fight against depression. So much. So many great roles, so many of my favorite movies, so, so much.
I wish genius talent didn’t suffer so much, but god, they do so often.
I am surprised I’m crying, but he’s been making me laugh and think for nearly the whole of my life.
So I guess now is the right time to admit that I never missed an episode of Mork & Mindy when it first aired. Yes, that makes me old. But I didn’t miss one single show for the first two seasons, and not many after that. And it was his routine a year after 9/11 that made me feel like something might be okay again eventually.
Thanks, Mr. Williams, for making it all suck less while you were here. Carpe Diem, indeed.