Leonard Nimoy – a dear sweet piece of my childhood – has passed on. I will miss his wit, wisdom, and “logic”. My Dad was, and is, the ultimate “Trekkie” so we watched all the
old “classic” Star Trek episodes while I was growing up. When the Star Trek movies came out, we eagerly attended every single one. For the record, Star Trek IV:The Voyage Home – with the whales – remains my favorite (and it even includes a little Mormon joke). I remember how much dad loved Mr. Spock. Probably because dad admired and identified with Spock’s character so much. Dad really is a lot like Mr. Spock – calm, logical, always able to look for solutions and rise above the emotion of a problem.
Unless of course he was captured and forced to sing a cautionary love ballad. 😀
I couldn’t resist sharing this video clip from the 1968 episode “Plato’s Stepchildren”. Leonard Nimoy actually sang on several occasions throughout his career. The most memorable would probably be his campy Ballad of Bilbo Baggins. But, since today is a more solemn occasion, we will stick with Bitter Dregs. And, in case you never knew the history of the “Vulcan Salute”, or you just want to enjoy a really lovely interview with Leonard Nimoy as “himself”, be sure to watch this fascinating Yiddish oral history project clip.
Live Long and Prosper, Leonard! You will be dearly missed, but your legacy will live on for generations to come. I can only imagine how exciting your heavenly homecoming must have been. You’ve now “boldly gone” to the true Final Frontier. You’re having the chance to explore the mysterious and wondrous world we mortals can only dream about, but eventually will each get our turn for the voyage. – MoSop
I used to work with a Jewish man. He had told me about the Vulcan salute. His Mother was the choir director at one of the Temples here in Louisville, and each time they were having a special program, I got invited to go. I loved going to the Jewish Temple. The music is absolutely beautiful. When they got the Torah out of the Ark to read the scriptures in Hebrew, I always got goosebumps. You could feel the presence of God. When the service was over, the Rabbi would bless the congregation while holding up his hands and he would do that “salute”. It was so cool.
I think I could be Jewish except for one thing. I’d have to deny Jesus. I could never do that. One day, their eyes will be opened and every knee will bow and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is Lord. I can hardly wait.
I got to attend Jewish temple services when I studied in Jerusalem and I felt the same way, Lynne. I dearly love my Jewish friends, and feel great affinity toward them. The Latter Day Saint doctrine teaches that we are either direct descendants of the House of Israel or adopted into it. As such, Mormonism regards Jews as a covenant people of God, held in great esteem and are highly respected in our faith. The feelings are mutual.