I was so annoyed when I found out he died earlier today.
Yes, very sad indeed that he lost his brave and determined fight against his injury. I, too, had a lot of respect for the man as an actor and a campaigner. He seemed to be one of those genuinely good people that the world could do with more of.
Likewise.
Reeve, 52, died on Sunday of heart failure after having treatment for an infected pressure wound without realizing his dream of walking again.
[CNN]
One site called it a bed sore. Ack. That is horrible. I was hoping he would be around longer to continue his fight. He didn't see his dream come true, but he did make a real difference. He is a superhero.
"When it comes down to seeking a solution to a broken spinal cord, I think he has pushed hard and undoubtedly raised a huge amount of money that wouldn't have been there for spinal research. He has definitely made a big difference."
You made me dream when I was a child, you made me hope as an adult. You made me see what a person can do - one person can make enough noise to make a difference.
Thanks Mr. Reeve.