Anyone who checks out my posts regularly may have noticed a drop in the frequency with which I have been writing new ones. This is due in part to the typical things life throws at us but, in larger part, is a result of my feeling that there is less and less to write about regarding my beloved Star Trek.
Perhaps it’s just a phase I’m going through. However, with the exception of the forthcoming followup to J.J. Abrams’ 2009 re-imagining (which I despised), there isn’t very much new going on for an aging Trek fan like myself to get excited about. In fact, in a perfectly appropriate imitation of life itself, Star Trek, at 45 years old, is at the point where it is experiencing more endings than beginnings. To quote Jean Luc Picard, “Lately, I’ve become very much aware that there are fewer days ahead than there are behind”.
Nowhere in the world of Star Trek was this more evident than in Leonard Nimoy’s final appearance at a trek convention, which took place in Chicago this past weekend. Mr Nimoy, who is 80 years old now, has stated publicly that he wants to focus his energies on other things – including his family, his work in photography, and just generally slowing things down a bit so he can enjoy himself. He’s certainly earned the opportunity. Nevertheless, among the fans, he will be sorely missed.
I first saw Leonard Nimoy at a Trek convention at the Hotel Commodore in New York City in 1973 when he was a surprise guest alongside George Takei and James Doohan. I have seen him 4 times since and was more and more impressed each time with his warmth, joviality, genuineness, and appreciation for his fans. The simple fact that he is now an octogenarian is startling enough in and of itself – to say nothing about the realization that comes with that fact, namely that Star Trek is a thing of the past.
The biggest impact of all this, I suppose, is the addition of Star Trek to a growing list of things that constantly remind me how old I am. It’s an unsettling feeling as I used to think of Trek as something that made me feel young. This is why I wish I had some new beginnings to write about! However, it’s an unrealistic hope. It seems to make more sense for me to accept the aging of Star Trek and its subsequent exit from the limelight much as I try to accept my own aging. So, I will count myself lucky if I can get through all the changes later-life hands me by exhibiting the same dignity and class with which Leonard Nimoy said goodbye to the convention circuit.
Thanks for the memories, Mr. Nimoy!