It was just over a year ago, that Leonard Nimoy passed, and like many people around the globe, I was profoundly affected by it. I grew up with Leonard, well not literally, I grew up with his most famous character, Mr. Spock on my television screen, in the books I read, and every few years, in the movies I watched.
I don’t know anyone in my circle of friends that was not upset at his passing.
And much like his character Spock is inextricable from that of Star Trek, Captain Kirk and the Enterprise, it seems impossible to not be able to think of Leonard without thinking of Bill.
William Shatner opens up about his 50 year friendship with Leonard Nimoy in his new book, sharing the ups and downs, being open about the good times, and the bad, of which they both had more than their share.
Filled with humor and heartache, we see how the two grew together, apart, and together, realizing that Star Trek wasn’t leaving them anytime soon, the two found themselves thrown together years after its cancellation as they attended conventions, and made 6 films together.
The book explores their lives, the moments they shared, and the passions they both had, as well as their own personal demons. While the book may not go deeply into all matters, most are mentioned, from wrestling with alcoholism to the fear of being typecast to the joy of knowing how many lives both men have affected, it’s all here.
It’s a quick, easy read, that I wish had a little more depth to it in some case, but for the most part, allowed me to see into the lives of two men, who have meant, and not only to me, so much.
There isn’t often a day that goes by that I don’t think, in some form or another, that I miss DeForest Kelley, James Doohan, and Leonard. It forces me to confront my own mortality, something I think I’ve accepted, but also makes me long for my youth, when each Trek episode, watched on a Saturday morning, was a new discovery, a new adventure. Those days of wonder are gone, lost to the memories of youth, but they are there, those memories, and each one gives me hope and a sense of kinship, with these people I called my friends.
And that is what the book is truly about, friendship, through thick and thin, filled with love and regrets.
Bill shares, but never overshares; there is a respect and love to his writing about his friend so it never feels intrusive to learn things about someone who seemed to be a private, intelligent man, but let me feel like I got to know him a little better.
I treasure the moments I’ve had with both gentlemen, however brief in actuality, and their characters. The show and the cast, and it’s progeny have become a part of my DNA.
LLAP and thank you Bill for sharing the memories of your friend.