In case you haven’t heard, Randy Pausch passed on a few days ago. He was just the classiest human being I’ve come to know of this past year — a person who didn’t succumb to the utter despair of terminal cancer, but became a fountain of inspiration instead, with inimitable style to boot.
No matter how often he warned his audience that his pancreatic cancer was incurable, and that his demise would take place in months, not years, it’s still very sad. His wife, Jai, and his children, aged 6, 4 and 2, have been left with as many memories as Pausch could have mustered, but the wounds of separation will inevitably be deep. Thoughts and prayers, folks, thoughts and prayers.
If you haven’t done so, do watch Pausch’s phenomenal Last Lecture presented at Carnegie-Mellon less than a year ago.