When I first heard the news that Robin Williams died it felt like a sucker punch to my gut. Oh no! Why? How? As the news of his death and the whys and hows began to flow out I continued to have this sadness and sense of loss. This profound feeling of sadness for a man I had only met once. I have never felt this way about a “celebrity”, about someone who was not in my close circle of family and friends. Ever. And by the looks and accounts of people around the world - I am certainly not the only one.
I met Robin Williams in the summer of 1992 in the Mediterranean while I was crew on a yacht - another lifetime ago and only a moment in the timeline of my life.