Ever since I was little, I was his biggest fan. My walls were plastered with pictures of him. Other kids played superheroes on the playground, and I went on Steve Irwin-esque adventures. Instead of cartoons and movies, I watched his several shows. I still know all the theme songs. I made elaborate plans to visit his zoo, I even planned to marry Bindi one day. (There was a bit of an age difference, but I would wait, just to be considered Steve Irwin's son.) The amazing thing about Steve is that he didn't go looking for fame. He just did what he loved, and he loved it so much and did it so well, that fame came looking for him. His excitement about nature and his good nature made it almost impossible not to love him. The day he died was devastating for me. Even worse is now no one can mention him without the conversation becoming about his death. Seeing things like this make me smile so much, because it reminds me of the man as he was when he was alive. Thank you PhoneDojo. I have but one upvote to give, but it is yours. tl;dr- I freakin' love Steve Irwin and this post made my day.