I watched "Confessions of a Crocodile Hunter" last night on the Animal Planet channel. It brought plenty of tears to my eyes. What passion that man had for ANYTHING that he loved!! Of course, his mother, in a past interview, mentioned that she considered him almost hyperactive. Between his passion and his excess of energy, he had no choice but to live the way he did. I'm not sure whether I envy him his drive or not. It's exhausting to see him focused on something! I would certainly love to have just a drop of that drive, though.

His sensitivity, his fearlessness in expressing his feelings and showing them were all very endearing to me. The reasons that he cried regardless of him saying that he was holding back the tears, they touched my heart.

When he and his wife expressed their belief in bringing up their kids within the passion of their parents in relation to the "Baby Bob" incident was understandable to me then. It was good to hear his father say that he didn't know whether he would have done the same thing, but his assurances that the baby was in no danger were also good to hear. I understood Steve's explanation of why they did it, but like Steve's father, I don't know that I would have done it.

I pray that "Baby Bob" and Bini have inherited their father's love of wildlife. This world needs someone like Steve to carry on. The wildlife of this world is a tremendous gift and except for Steve and those like him, we are misusing this gift. The wildlife of this world needs champions like Steve Irwin.

Rather than to say, "Rest in Peace," I'm changing it to "Long Live Steve Irwin!!"