RIP Sir Patrick Stewart

Many people in my circles are writing about the death of Patrick Stewart right now. I hate to just go along, but I must write about this. I knew this day would come, and I've thought of it occasionally. That must sound weird but I can explain. Historically, when a celebrity would pass away, there was a huge outpouring of grief, but I've never felt it the way others seem to. I wasn't that fazed when Michael Jackson died, for example. I was sad for his friends and family, and I knew it was significant, but I didn't think about it much. But in those moments, I knew the celebrity death that would rock me was Captain Picard. Star Trek: The Next Generation is my Star Trek, and without Patrick Stewart, there is no Star Trek: TNG. I have very fond memories of looking forward to Fridays because that's when the new episode of Star Trek was on, along with X-Files. Add the 2 for $5 deli pizzas from Kroger, and you're looking at a good time, according to 20-year-old me. I don't have any other…