What can one say here that hasn’t already been said? We adored this man who imbued Superman with a compassionate wisdom (rabbinical, if you will) and humbled us with his strength, intelligence and good humor. For nine years he lived hooked up to machines, unable to do anything but speak and think, and he still filled his life with activism, charity, work and family. As of last week, he still believed he would walk again. Who of of us could claim the same faith in life? We are sorry he’s gone, but perhaps the grandness of his soul was finally too much for his damaged body. May he fly in peace.