I learned that Chuck Norris died a few days ago. He was 86-years old.
I recall seeing him first in a Bruce Lee movie as the antagonist. I then recall seeing him on the talk show circuit with his impossible-to-block punch. He was very fast.
Best I can tell, he was also a solid businessman, managing a number of training schools in Southern Callifornia.
I can say I watched a few episodes of “Walker,” but I was not a particular fan. It was light fare, but reasonably produced. Now, with him departed, I might decide to go back and revisit the series to see if I find it interesting.
His passing is a yet another reminder of the dynamic nature of life. Change is constant and an expectation of stability is unreasonable. We all come with an expiry date.
RIP Mr. Norris and Godspeed.