The Second Question

Something from the day’s news, and what it’s doing to you.

No. 5830 Oct 2026

Grief
Memory
Old age

The grief you have no standing for

Sir Patrick Stewart died at home on Wednesday, at eighty-six, after what his spokesperson described as a brief illness with Alzheimer’s disease and Lewy body dementia. Millions of people who never met him feel the loss. A good many of them are not sure they have the right.

One · What happened

Wednesday at home, and the statement on Thursday

Kelly Bush Novak, his spokesperson, announced the death in a statement on Thursday, as CBS News reported. She said he was surrounded by family and friends and that his wife, Sunny Ozell, was at his side. Al Jazeera placed the death in Los Angeles. The same outlet traced him back to Mirfield in West Yorkshire, where he grew up in a house with no bathroom. At twelve he joined an amateur drama group. A scholarship later took him to the Bristol Old Vic Theatre School. Fourteen years with the Royal Shakespeare Company followed, in roles that Al Jazeera listed as Mark Antony, Henry IV, Shylock and Oberon.

In 1987, shortly after he played in Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?, he was offered the part of Captain Jean-Luc Picard, Al Jazeera reported. Star Trek: The Next Generation ran seven seasons and one hundred seventy-eight episodes. “Make it so” became its best-known line. He played Charles Xavier in the X-Men films from 2000 and returned for Logan in 2017. CBS News said he was due to play Xavier once more in Avengers: Doomsday, which is scheduled for release in December, only weeks from now. Earlier in 2026 he narrated all one hundred fifty-four of Shakespeare’s sonnets. According to both outlets, Queen Elizabeth II knighted him in June 2010.

William Shatner called him “a friend, a colleague, and a magnificent actor,” CBS News reported. George Takei said Stewart “took the starship Enterprise to places it had never gone before,” and Seth MacFarlane wrote that he “will be deeply missed by the entire planet.” Hugh Jackman wrote, “We lost one of the greats of stage and screen today.” Al Jazeera added that Stewart died days after Walter Koenig, who played Ensign Chekov in the original series that aired from 1966 to 1969.

The record as Thursday’s reports gave it

Eighty-six
His age at death, at home on Wednesday, in his spokesperson’s statement.
Fourteen
Years he spent with the Royal Shakespeare Company, per Al Jazeera.
1987
The year Picard came to him, by Al Jazeera’s account.
One seventy-eight
Episodes of The Next Generation across seven seasons.
One fifty-four
Sonnets in the audiobook he narrated this year, CBS News said.

Two · What it is doing

Mourning that has no casserole and dread that has a name

“Will be deeply missed by the entire planet,” MacFarlane wrote. A grown man who never shook Stewart’s hand can feel his throat tighten at the announcement and hide it from the room. He has no funeral to attend and no standing to ask for an afternoon off. The loss is real anyway. A voice sat in his house for years, in a house where other voices have since gone quiet. A stranger’s death gives him permission to grieve his own dead. A man can weep over Picard and leave his living father’s number untouched in his phone for three years. The tears over the captain make that easier, since they feel like having done something.

“A friend, a colleague, and a magnificent actor.”

William Shatner, as CBS News printed it

Novak named Alzheimer’s disease and Lewy body dementia. Stewart had spent a working lifetime holding other men’s words in his head, and he recorded all of Shakespeare’s sonnets in the same year. A reader with a mother in a memory unit, who has watched her stop knowing his name, hears the diagnosis as an announcement about her. A reader who lost his keys twice this week hears it as news about himself. The fear most people name at a story like this one is of staying alive after faces have stopped being known. Beside it sits the fear of becoming a weight on a wife who was promised a husband. A man in that fear will often hide a lapse from his spouse for a year, and the two of them lose the time when plans could have been made together.

Three · Where the ground is

Who does the holding when the mind lets go

An old man prays in Psalm 71 with one request underneath the whole psalm. “Do not cast me off in the time of old age; forsake me not when my strength is spent” (Psalm 71:9). He asks again near the end, “So even to old age and gray hairs, O God, do not forsake me, until I proclaim your might to another generation, your power to all those to come” (Psalm 71:18). He says God has taught him since his youth. He still does not trust his own grip to last. The prayer expects a day when his strength is gone and God has to do the holding.

Through Isaiah, God speaks to the house of Jacob in a chapter that opens on the gods of Babylon, Bel and Nebo, loaded onto tired animals and hauled away (Isaiah 46:1-2). Then God says, “even to your old age I am he, and to gray hairs I will carry you” (Isaiah 46:4). God follows that line at once with a second one, which promises to bear and to save the very people who are being carried. Babylon’s idols had to be hauled by the people who made them. God carries his people instead, as the one who made them. The promise went to Israel in exile and says nothing about a mind staying sharp into old age. It says he will carry. A believer whose memory is failing is being carried at the very hour he can no longer hold on to a thought.

The hand that was never his to loosen

Jesus stood in Solomon’s Colonnade at the Feast of Dedication, in winter, and told the crowd around him, “I give them eternal life, and they will never perish, and no one will snatch them out of my hand” (John 10:28). Nothing in the sentence makes a sheep’s safety depend on the sheep recalling a catechism or the date of his baptism. A woman with Alzheimer’s who cannot name her daughter is held by the same hand that held her when she could recite the Creed. Long before, to a Zion that thought it had been forgotten, God had said, “Can a woman forget her nursing child, that she should have no compassion on the son of her womb? Even these may forget, yet I will not forget you” (Isaiah 49:15).

Weeping for a man you never met

Jesus wept at the tomb of Lazarus, a friend he was about to raise (John 11:35). Paul calls death “the last enemy to be destroyed” (1 Corinthians 15:26). A man may grieve over an enemy without embarrassment, and a reader needs no credential to mourn a man he knew only from a screen. Nothing his spokesperson said tells anyone where Stewart stood with Christ. A reader has no business supplying the answer, because the judge of every man is the one who made him. A reader can judge his own use of the grief, which either sends him toward the living or hands him a cheap place to rest.

Remember while there is something to remember with

The Preacher in Ecclesiastes told the young to “remember also your Creator in the days of your youth, before the evil days come and the years draw near of which you will say, ‘I have no pleasure in them’” (Ecclesiastes 12:1). He wrote it for people who still had their minds. The remembering comes first in his sentence for that reason. The old man of Psalm 71 had done his and says of God, “from my youth you have taught me, and I still proclaim your wondrous deeds” (Psalm 71:17). A believer at fifty has years yet to put his testimony in a notebook and tell a story to a grandchild, so that others can hold what his own memory may one day drop. The Preacher leaves the rest to God.

Where this page stops

Names that keep going missing, a wallet in the freezer, or a parent who got lost on a road he has driven for forty years all call for a physician’s exam before anyone decides what they mean. Dread of that day, once the doctor has said the memory is sound, belongs with a pastor or a biblical counselor. A relative who wanders at night is a safety problem for tonight. The number is 911 if he is out of the house. The Alzheimer’s Association keeps a line open around the clock at 800-272-3900 for the family doing the caring.

Four · Today

Five things, and none of them are “stay informed”

Each one takes an afternoon at most. Two of them cost nothing but a phone call.

  1. 01

    Phone the person you would be grieving.

    Pick the living father, mother, uncle or old friend whose death would hit you the way this one did, and dial the number before supper. Ask for one story you have never heard and write it down while the call is still going, in your own hand, in a notebook you keep. If the person has died already, call someone who knew them and ask for the story from that side.

  2. 02

    Write your children the page about how you came to Christ.

    Put down where you were, who spoke to you, and what changed, on one sheet of paper with your name and the date. Keep it with your will. The Preacher’s command to remember was given while there was still a mind to remember with. A person who cannot write that page honestly can ask a pastor to sit down with him this week and go through it.

  3. 03

    Name who decides when you cannot.

    Ask your spouse or an adult child to act for you in medical decisions if you are ever unable to speak for yourself, and fill out your state’s health care proxy form with both of you in the room. Ask the patient services desk at any hospital for your state’s form. A lawyer can finish the rest, such as a durable power of attorney, in an hour.

  4. 04

    Read Psalm 71 to its last verse.

    Mark the verse you would most want a pastor to read over you in a hospital bed with your eyes closed. Tell your wife or a grown child which verse it is, and where in your Bible it sits. Verses carry more weight in a room where somebody can find them.

  5. 05

    Give a caregiver in your church four hours.

    Ask the pastor or the church office who in the congregation is looking after a parent or a spouse whose memory is going. Call that person and offer to sit with the one at home for a free morning, so the caregiver can leave the house. Bring a puzzle or a hymnbook. Plan to be asked the same question several times.

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