I had just met Zak when he finally received his rebreather. He was so excited that he stopped what he was doing to show me his new "baby". The same thing happened when he was getting ready to assist with the B-17 recovery: completely stopped what he had been doing in the front of the dive shop, lead me to the back, pulled out this big box and, with a excited smile on his face, showed me all the gear provided by the sponsors.
Had it been anyone else, I would have thought the only reason they were doing it was for the free gear. But it was Zak... the gear was icing on the cake. He was excited about the diving he was about to do; sharing his experience--in it's entirety--with someone else; and having them (or me) be as excited about it as he was. It worked. I was excited for him and about his trip. I kept tabs on the endeavour and made sure I made a special trip to the shop when he returned...I wanted to hear all about it.
Sometimes, we live vicariously through someone else's adventures and it's our own private secret. Zak wanted us to live through him. I think it's because he knew we would join him someday and have our own exciting stories--he wanted us to join him.
Many of us will continue to have adventures due, in part, to what Zak taught us. Which I believe, is what he would've wanted.
-Shoni
For those in the area, I understand there will be a memorial service for Zak at the Seattle Aquarium on Dec. 4th from 7-9pm. "There will be a memorial board where you can post pictures, special memories that you might write down or, any type of memento you may have that would like to share with everyone."
Regretfully, I won't be able to attend. So I posted my memories and thoughts here.