Earlier this week it came out that Nimoy had been rushed to the hospital late last week with severe chest pains. Last year, he announced that he had chronic obstructive pulmonary disease, which he credits to years of smoking, despite the fact that he kicked the habit more than 30 years ago. His wife, Susan Bay Nimoy, confirmed his death, and that it was due to his advanced COPD.
Nimoy will always be the cool, logical, pointy-eared Mr. Spock to most of us. Beyond his time on the USS Enterprise, however, he had a long, illustrious career, including a turn on another of our favorite shows, Fringe, as well as reprising his most famous role in the rebooted Star Trek films. We also have a lot of love for his run on Mission: Impossible, a soft spot for Three Men and a Baby, which he directed (as well as a couple Trek movies), and an earnest wish that we’d had opportunity to see him on stage during one of his many theatrical performances.
Nimoy taught Method acting at his own studio in the 1960s before landing the role of Spock on Gene Roddenberry’s series, but his artistic interests spread far beyond the stage and screen. An avid poet, photographer, and musician, he lived to entertain, even if it baffled critics on occasion. As he aged, he never lost his enthusiasm and passion for his craft. Every time you saw him, even when playing a stoic, removed Vulcan, there was always a glint in his eye that let you know he was loving every second of this.
I can’t even make words right now. This is a sad day for Nimoy’s friends and family, but also all of his fans across the globe. He sure as hell felt like he was family to us, and we miss him already. RIP Leonard Nimoy—Live Long and Prosper.