It was really Sir Ed’s death which inspired the launching of this blog.
Almost every Kiwi mourned his passing. I don’t ordinarily have trouble expressing myself in words, but this has stumped me for months now (edited on Mon 14 April).
It was as if his death marked the death of our nations founding generations. The No.8 wire thing was a defining mark of our nation’s character, and Sir Edmund Hillary was somehow central to it all. We saw him as a giant of a man, and each and every one of us, whether we were aware of it or not, looked UP to him.
We seem to have lost not just Sir Edmund, but our old identity. Who will give us a new one? Its dreadful to think, but I just can’t imagine that another man of his calibre will somehow be produced, in the New Zealand that I live in.