But the point is he got to follow his passions: surfing, marine biology, which he majored in in college, racing, and acting. He packed a lot of living into 40 all too brief years, and he was determined to leave an impact, an impression. Sometime next year we're going to be looking for awards for "Best Picture", "Best Director", etc. Paul Walker's last efforts before he died won't likely make the list. Those who know him will remember that he led with his heart and followed what he was passionate about, which also happened to include a 15 year-old daughter that he was clearly besotted with, and who must now pick up the pieces of her heart and carry her father with her as she goes forward into life.
And I am reminded of how fragile and fleeting, yet impossibly full of wonder our time here is, and how the possibilities of it must be recognized and seized and not wasted on foolish things like grudges and resentments and fears. Paul Walker seemed to get that in an unforced, natural way. With kind of a smile and a shrug as he waited to catch the next wave.
Paul Walker, 1973-2013
Rest In Peace