There can be no Perfect Moment when we must pause to mourn the passing of Alex Trebek. Like all others who’ve been given a living death sentence, we have watched them carefully for signs that they were improving or sliding. We rallied behind their tenacity, but secretly worried that they weren’t telling us what was really happening.
I had fully expected to meet the man one day. I have applied to be on Jeopardy a number of times. While I never got a response, I still felt optimistic at my chances–especially on days when I got so many questions right–those were the days when geography and US history were not topics on the board. Those were the days when literature, hockey, comic books and Japan occupied the category lists. I felt invincible on those days.
Being Canadian, I remember his days on Pitfall. I remember when he made it to Network television. Also being Canadian, we all loved that there was usually at least one Canadian question on the Jeopardy game board. We secretly hoped that Alex was smirking inside when unsuspecting American contestants did not know the answer was Saint-Louis-du Ha! Ha!
Perhaps best of all, he was a classy host and a classy human being. The Final Jeopardy clue, this TV gameshow host who hosted the most episodes of any gameshow in TV history, will be missed.