I met Christopher Reeve at a water-conservation rally in NYC back in college. "I'm the hugest Superman fan," my best friend awkwardly gushed, leaving me red-faced.
Reeve smiled and thanked us, then went on to congratulate us on our environmental work. He struck me as being very tall and possessing a sort of grace that is indescribable.
A few weeks later, he suffered a tragic spinal-cord injury, but his perseverance allowed him to be a hero to many in a whole new way. When he passed away, our world lost someone very special.