Christopher Reeve 1952 - 2004
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Like weary boxers who have gone the distance, the combatants collide in one last, explosive effort. In the years to come a few witnesses will tell of the power of these punches... that they could literally FEEL the shockwaves. Others will remember the enormous crater that resulted from the sheer force of the blows.
But most will remember this sad day as the day the proudest, most noble man they ever knew finally fell. For those who loved him--
One who would call him Husband
One who would call him Pal
Or those who would call him Son
--This is the darkest day they could ever imagine. They raised him to be a hero... to know the value of sacrifice. To know the value of LIFE. And for those who served with him in the protection of all life, comes the shock of failure. The weight of being too late to help.
But it's too late. For this is the day that a Superman has died.
But most will remember this sad day as the day the proudest, most noble man they ever knew finally fell. For those who loved him--
One who would call him Husband
One who would call him Pal
Or those who would call him Son
--This is the darkest day they could ever imagine. They raised him to be a hero... to know the value of sacrifice. To know the value of LIFE. And for those who served with him in the protection of all life, comes the shock of failure. The weight of being too late to help.
But it's too late. For this is the day that a Superman has died.
From Superman #75, "The Death Of Superman"
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