For a long time Leonard Nimoy had disappeared more or less from my perception. Apart from short joy at seeing again when he appeared in the TV serial "Fringe", or in also from me with pleasure seen "Big Bang Theory". Quite clearly, there one bowed in spirit to the big old man of the nerdy television entertainment. Now however, where I find out that he has died where all news canals and Facebook with pictures and shock and affection start to fill, I have also sat down and have made clear to myself that there a piece of my childhood has said goodbye again. At the age of ten years my dad has woken me at night and has placed before the television, as a Neil Armstrong his famous first step on the moon has done; and of course was later then the first radiation of the Star Trek, at that time still on a small black-and-white television, an experience which has my life decisively marked. That trembling, those creeps when the small boy has recognized anyhow, how big, coldly, strangely and wonderfully the "universe" is, in it reminds I me, as if it had been yesterday.
The death Leonard Nimoys is a big, sad moment which one appreciates best of all, while one remembers the nice, cosmic moments which were given to one by the "most proud and worthiest Vulkan of all".
And after all he released ten records throughout the years with some classic songs.