Goodbye to Cool Hand Luke

Nothing Hylebos-related to report today. Last night was Ruby Dance. It went great, but I'm tired and it's Sunday.

So, today, I just note the passing of a great American actor and a great American, Paul Newman. He was a pleasure to watch on the big screen. He was as cool as they come (and real cool, not the artificial Vin Diesel cool, is always a precious commodity). And he taught me that, while hard-boiled eggs are a good thing, too much of them is not.

But, acting, race car driving, being cool, and all that aside, he leveraged his success into good works on this Earth, with a variety of charitable foundations and enterprises.

But he remained fulfilled by his charitable work, saying it was his greatest legacy, particularly in giving ailing children a camp at which to play.

“We are such spendthrifts with our lives,” Mr. Newman once told a reporter. “The trick of living is to slip on and off the planet with the least fuss you can muster. I’m not running for sainthood. I just happen to think that in life we need to be a little like the farmer, who puts back into the soil what he takes out.”