Sir Christopher Lee – actor, author, ex-Nazi hunter, musician – died this week. He was ninety-three.
So many facts in those two sentences, yet it does not do the man justice.
He was intelligent: He studied the classics and was a multilinguist, speaking English, Italian, French, Spanish and German, and proficient in Swedish, Russian and Greek.
He was athletic: a champion fencer.
He was artistic: He wrote an autobiography, starred in 250 films and recorded heavy metal music.
He was mysterious and courageous: He worked for RAF Intelligence, with the SAS. His work is still classified.
He was a family man – married to his wife, Birgit, for over fifty years and father to their daughter, Christina.
He was known to many fandoms, starring in horror films, Shakespeare, James Bond, Star Wars and Lord of the Rings.
He was also a fan, with exceptional fan-cred: He read Lord of the Rings every year and met JRR Tolkien!
In short, he was a legend.
Sir Christopher, you inspire me to follow my dreams, utilise my skills and explore possibilities. If I can achieve but only a fraction of your accomplishments, I will be content.
Vale Sir Christopher Lee. You lived the life we can only dream of. Well done, sir. Rest well. You will be missed.
A Moment to Reflect